An Asian Falling For An Italian. [EDITING]

An Asian Falling For An Italian. [EDITING]

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- Quick thanks for the achievement of being #73 for backstory! - I am in love with you. I love you. I fell for you. I've fallen in love with you. I like you. I hope you feel the same. I hope you return the same feelings. I hope you love me too. Yep, I always hear this in romantic love dramas. You know the sappy love dramas that ALWAYS have a happy ending. I actually spend most of my time watching dramas. Ha ha. You're right I don't have a life. My parents tell me to focus on school and get a good job. I mean it's not like I'm hunting for boys. And I do focus on school. I mean I get the top scores, what do I do if I'm bored? ⚀⚁⚂⚃⚄⚅ What happens when ﹃ Jennylyn Maricel Beatrice De La Cruz ﹄ the smart , small , a little violent, Filipino Asian kid. Meets ﹃ Marcello Savio ﹄ The Italian trouble maker. Smart, tall, Italian kid. ⚀⚁⚂⚃⚄⚅ Ahhhhh. There will be at least 1000 words per chapter. I'm so bad at writing, don't judge me. There will be some words in this story that will mind boggle you, For example, Ate = older sister Kuya = older brother ⚀⚁⚂⚃⚄⚅ Updates every Friday - or whenever. [slow updates but please stick with the story!] Anyways Enjoy!
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They say sadness comes just before happiness, like how pain is followed by relief, and hardship by joy. Pero sa akin, parang laging nauuna ang saya... bago ito palitan ng kalungkutang mas masakit pa, mas mabigat pa, parang tatlong ulit ng sakit na akala mong tapos na. Baka naman, kalungkutan talaga ang bisperas ng luha. I give my all to the people I love, even if it means losing myself, like a candle slowly melting away. Pero naniniwala akong kahit ang tunaw na kandila, may silbi pa rin. Kung may handang magbuo ulit nito, to give it a new wick, so it can burn again and shine, then maybe I can too. Pero hindi ko kaya mag-isa. It's true-humans need humans too. But fate always seems to pass me by. Palagi akong umiiyak mag-isa. Unan lang ang kayakap at kumot naman ang pumupunas sa bawat luhang pumapatak. Only God and I know how much I've held in. And still, I wait... umaasa pa rin ako na balang araw, may darating na handang umupo sa tabi ko habang ako'y umiiyak, yung hindi basta-bastang aalis. I want to believe I'll experience the reward after all this pain. Na darating din ang panahon na mamahalin ako ng taong mananatili. I thought I found it. I thought it was him. But just like the rest, I waited, waited for the one who promised to stay... only to lose another soul I could never get back. Oh God... am I really meant to cry alone?

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