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[ intelligent ] [ anger issues ] [ unhealthily addicted to sugar ]
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 8pt; color: black; overflow: auto; height: 300px; width: 300px; text-align: justify;] what did i want the most? i wanted a lot of thing. i wanted to see color, i wanted to learn about the world, i wanted to lie on soft grass, i wanted to be able to just be normal... i guess, though, above all, i wanted to be able to love again. i mean, it sounds cheesy and stupid, but... i don't know. there's just something about being in love with someone who loves you just as much... some people thought of marriage as a chain on your happiness, restricting your fun and not allowing you to do anything. but i thought of marriage as the first step of something that was supposed to be... beautiful. it meant that rosemary and i agreed to share our lives together; something that we had grown accustomed to. the more i thought about it, the more i realized something. i wanted love, yes, but i didn't want rosemary, technically. i mean, i would probably be the happiest man on earth if i were to see her again, but i knew that i would never be able to see her once more; apart from the painting i had done. she hurt me, yes. she broke my heart into millions of pieces. she's the reason i'm terrified of getting attached to other people. but i still love her. how could i not? she saved my life and showed me something that no one else did. i wanted to say that i wanted rosemary, but if i said that the only way i would be able to break the barrier was if i could see rosemary again, then isabella would probably get offended. that, or i would really never be able to leave. i knew that rosemary was in limbo, like joann. only those who live perfect lives get to cross to the other side. sinners like joann and rosemary are sent into limbo. rosemary was walking this earth, yes, but we grew up halfway across the world; she's nowhere near me. a small shrug graced my shoulders and i finally answered. my voice was nothing more than a whisper, but it was there. "i don't know. i don't know what i want..." [/fancypost] |
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