Art Of Love | (TFL S3) ✔

I am an art lover person but I have no knowledge of making arts. I don't know but paintings and portraits really have a place in my heart, even though I'm not used to doing that, I appreciate and love every detail of it.

And that's because I'm so passionate about the arts and museums that a man happened to grab my attention, not because of his looks but because he was very attractive while holding the gold paint brush.

He was Vicente Neil De Luna, the son of an artist whom I admired for the beauty of the paintings and portraits he created. We met and got along because we had the same passion. He became my headache and he always scratched when I was with him but he matured when he was with others.

I easily fell in love with him so maybe the reason I also got tired easily and gave up. We promised each other but he lied to me. He became selfish and he always worried about me to the point that he forgot about himself.

I wanted him to learn to love himself so I chose to let him go. I chose him to love himself more than me.

I am Liechelle Kim Avery, and I will let the art of love be a witness to the love we both created have covered in so thick paint until it can no longer be seen and felt.

You taught me to draw, and each of the lines I draw will take me to my safe place and those are your warm hugs, Vicente.

[MUST READ!!: The photos I used on the book cover are not mine and I just borrowed them. Credits to the real owner of the photo and to the person who posted this picture.]