Diary Of an Angelite

| PROLOGUE |

As I stared at the starry night, the gazes I cast reflected only alluring emotions back at me. The deep blue sky of the evening allowed me to reminisce about days gone by. 

I longed for her smile, captivating face, and cold yet mesmerizing presence. Was there ever a night I didn't wonder if, had I been more courageous, I might have faced the past and moved toward the future with her?

The tales of old still consume me to this day.

 How long must I endure the suffering from my past mistakes? The consequences of my actions were so dire that I remained blind to the girl who had offered me the warmth I had always desired.

 One's character reflects the teachings of their predecessors, but how forgetful I had been, failing to recall the lessons from my mentor. I had unintentionally hurt someone dear to me, someone who meant so much, all due to my childish and foolish actions, straying from the path of our story. 

This is a revelation of emotions stirred by the past—a tale so sweet, so warm, yet so sad and remorseful