FORBIDDEN DESIRES A DIARY OF WOUND

Prologue

If love were blind, I would undoubtedly choose you. However, I am not a woman who always puts love on the top of the list. Love needs acknowledgment, not to be hidden or denied, no matter the reason. Love should be fought for, not surrendered without a struggle. To someone out there who once appeared and left behind sweet memories, even though it ended in disappointment.

If love were merely words, I might have succumbed to all your charms. But to me, the countless expressions of love uttered are just bedtime pearls of words. If only I could turn back time, I wish there were no colors in my life that revolve around your story. To someone out there who taught me that being betrayed is an excruciatingly painful experience.

If I may ask, never inquire why I accept all of this? Because I am weary of sweet words and the meaning of waiting for a word. I only want to experience what it feels like to be loved unconditionally. Never ask about the feelings in my heart. Because usually, when I confess to having those feelings in my heart, it will always be met with tears.

Just love me and accept all my flaws. To someone who will be my future partner.