19 partes Concluida It's always the reader who falls in love with the characters while reading a book. I'm here to let you know that it can be different.
We.
We all want to feel.
We all want to feel the fire of love.
We all want to feel the fire of love, the real one that will make us naturally gain an enticing and gleaming soul. A sparkle that will lighten up the gloominess we got to use, but even though our eyes might hurt under the intensity of the foreign light, we refuse to close them. Once we glimpse at the beauty and innocence of the virgin world, world of love, we won't allow our minds to take us back to the way we were. Fearing the melancholy.
We all want to feel the fire of love. No matter how hard we deny it, somewhere in the deepest and darkest corners of the back of our heads, corners that our train of thoughts is scared of taking us to, we have a secret story that we want to keep to ourselves, a special memory that we cherish and remember everytime we are alone, a dream that we put so much strength believing in it and holding on the smallest possibilities of its realisation, an image of our perfect lover to whom we possess a blind, dreamy and unconditional love that will make us more than willing to accept them with all their flaws.
We all want to feel the fire of love. The one that gives us goosebumps at the thought of the right one, butterflies when we touch them and have a taste of the sweetness of their hearts, chills when we lock eyes and let our imagination get wild. It will feel like a dream, the kind of dreams we wish could last an eternity because they simply make us happy.
We all want to feel the fire of love.
But none of us want to get burned.
What if...
What if we will feel it, feel loved?
What if that someone is perfectly fit for us?
But..
What if that someone turns into something?
What if something falls in love with us?
What if something falls in love with you?
