have you ever met a person that knows nothing about love? no? well, then you know one now! it's me!
my name is Lucas Smith, 19 years old and people in school call me the heartless nice guy.
it's not that I know nothing about love, it's just a waste of time for me, I know it sounds crazy but I've seen so many romantic movies or series, and the people get hurt, and I'm afraid to get hurt. it doesn't sound very manly for me but it's true. love is scary. love is like a scented thorny rose. it's beautiful, captivating, but hurts like shit.
I do want to be loved and I do want to love someone but when it just hurts you, why waste your time on that? I don't mind being alone for the rest of my life, at least I'm happy being me. showing people who I truly am is such a good feeling. I don't have to hide anything and I'm true to my feelings.
but can I tell you a secret? there was some time where I thought of something ridiculous. and that was what if I actually fell in love with someone? and I really thought of that and it's just not me. if I fell in love with someone, I'd probably keep that person company and make them feel safe. or even go on an arcade or play games!
what am I thinking? as if I can really fall in love. my heart is built like a cold stone. I doubt someone can open this heart of mine.
it would be kinda sad and lonely if I were to be single for the rest of my life, but hey at least I enjoyed my life. every second count you know? celebrate and make yourself happy whether it's a big achievement or a small one. treat yourself nicely for once. the world is cruel so you better take care of yourself.
the feeling of being loved is really nice I'll be honest with you. of course, I know that cause I too have my parents. but what scares me isn't just about that person leaving me or hurting me, but what if I hurt them instead? of my immature attitude and lack of knowledge about love? I wouldn't even notice that I'd hurt someone unless they told me so.
am I a jerk or not? I honestly can't tell. apart from being brutally honest, what else makes me a jerk? is it about how selfish I am when it comes to love or is it about me being happy and not caring about anything when there are other people suffering?
but hey, I'm suffering too. I want to love someone but I'm afraid, it irritates me. I can't find the confidence to do something about it.
I just feel so empty, and incomplete like I'm missing something. a missing piece or some sort.
you're literally incomplete without love huh?
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Perfectly Imperfect Life
Teen Fictiondifferent perspectives of struggling teenagers. love, financial, sexuality, morale, etc. Ashley was just a normal kid back then but after her father died, she became awfully quiet. as if she's a ghost. living in the shadows, anti-social and really...
