possibly the start of a fic???
hi I wrote this thing very late at night (or very early morning???) It starts off shitty and dramatic but it actually has a plot.
I only put a little but up for you to see so you can read the rest under the cut.
Keith has never been in love.
He thought he was, at one point. The head-over-heels kind, in fact. The first love kind. The reckless kind.
Love, he learned, was not where you give every part of your heart or soul to your loved one. It was not where you put everything on the line for the other person, uncaring about the repercussions. It wasn’t the warm, tingly feeling you get when you look at the person you gave your entire life for. That feeling of being on top of the world when you hold their hand or kiss their cheek in public.
It certainly wasn’t what they show in the movies.
And so, Keith, at the tender age of eighteen, got his heart broken so far into oblivion that he lost a part of himself in the process.