A lost soul to be found by you

My name is Rose and I am 17 years old. The story you are about to read is a summary of my highschool years. My first times (all of them) are written in these pages on wattpad. They are going from <I>"His eyes told me everything. They were timorous, with a shade of cowardness. I had an epiphany in that moment. His heart was not mine to have, it already belonged to someone else" </I> to <I> "I don’t remember anything else from that night. I like to think that my mind is like a labyrinth at the end of which all my reprehensible memories are hidden" </I>