Irene, 20, venezia.
role model of the moment: mila kunis
Once upon a time there was a girl who was afraid to show herself for what she was. The others could not see her, as if she was completely invisible. She spoke but nobody heard her, she felt alone.
Until one day he went on in her life. It was a moment, a pointed look at her, a smile and everything changed. The world seemed to be completely different for a moment. Brighter, lighter. She finally felt visible to someone, she felt important, able to smile and laugh. All she wanted was to be seen only by him, she didn't want anything else. For a moment she thought he had found happiness, for a moment could be heard, seen and even touched it. She loved his light touch on her skin, his breath on her lips, the scent of his hair. She was able to donate a piece of his heart to him, she believed to have found her security for all. But one day everything changed again. Only a few months, a few seconds when the girl saw him miss in the horizon. She waited, she sat for days in front of that horizon nourish the dream of seen his shape even for a second.
But he never returned, and the girl disappeared completely and returned invisible. She was crying, without anyone seeing her, screaming and no one to hear. One part had disappeared along with the guy who had stolen it. The other part of his heart was still inside her, but it was broken.
What happened to the girl?
She was able to regenerate a new heart, more aware of what happened to her and careful to not make the same mistake.
The girl remained silent, watching the lives of others. She was alone. Wrapped in a blanket of vane dreams. Suspended in the sky. In her solitude in the sky.
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