Bad Boy With Hart (SHORT STORY)

She stood on the edge like she belonged to the sky,
While I bled in fists, too proud to ask why,
She wasn't soft- she was steel wrapped in grace,
And I was the storm she refused to let trace.

She never flinched at shadows, or the scars in my skin,
She saw the boy beneath the crown, the cracks I kept within,
I loved her like a secret, too deep for her to know,
But healing hearts don't wait for boys too scared to let it show.

Now she smiles with a name that isn't mine,
While I drink to the ghost I met back in time,
She dances on the shoreline and offers her hand with a ring that tells she has someone new,
And I smile, still haunted, by the almost that was you.

Back then, I was the guy your parents warned you about-fast cars, wild nights, and a name no one dared to cross. I ruled the halls of Vez University like a storm in designer shoes. Then she showed up- Hart, the girl who didn't flinched when the thunder cracked. And just like that, the bad boy everyone feared started to feel something real.

Bakit ko pa kasi siya nakilala?! Tsk!

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ONE SHOT STORY

A short story from the books of: Breaking The Mafia Rules & Wag Kang Babalik!

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