âI donât know if Iâm in love with pain because Iâm still with you. Iâve been telling myself to let you go and others have been telling me youâre not good for me. But the problem is that even before I met you I was hurting. Iâm a mess. A big disaster. But you came to save me. At least thatâs what it looked like, but the truth is you canât really see the eye of a storm. For a while we were magical. But then your heart started a war with my head. And I swear Iâm in so much pain because my heart has shattered inside my chest, and now the world feels like itâs ending.â
â âAlexa Evangelista, the book Iâll never finish writing














