Roseline Angelina Black.
My heart hurts,
So does every inch of my body.
I never knew leaving Adonis would be this hard. I believed that I was stronger, that I could overcome the hurt of this separation easily, just like I did before.
But I was wrong. This time, it's different. It's far more worse than the heartbreak I went through at eighteen. This time, I know I've left a very heavy, very crucial part of myself with Adonis.
I'm much more deeply in love with him than I was before.
I almost can't breathe without seeing him. My chest hurts. I, hurt.
My mother used to forbid me every time I would sit by the window and watch the lightning strike on rainy nights. She said my fascination for destruction was unusual. She would say my love for beauty within chaos would break me some day.
