Chapter Seventy-Five

♞—Lorenzo

She ran...

She ran as soon as I told her that I love her.

I laughed to myself, what the fuck was I thinking? Did I really fucking think that someone like me could be with someone like her? Did I fucking think that I could have someone in my life that'd be mine? Just fucking mine?

She'd never love someone like me when she was already in love with someone—that stable boy of hers.

It's good that she rejected me, she rejected my love, my care, and my need to be with her.

It's good, it's better this way.

Because if she had accepted my love, that would be another fucking story.

I'm not sure how to navigate relationships. I'm not sure how I'm supposed to act as a boyfriend. I'm absolutely at a loss when it comes to understanding what love is. Before I had the chance to experience it, it was taken away from me. It was snatched away from me, I only had a brief moment of it before it was gone.

If she had accepted my love and remained with me, she would have discovered everythi