Damiano Childhood Love Blurb⋆. 𝜗𝜚 ˚⋆
Pairing: damiano x random swing girl
Status: done
Authors Notes:
Damiano is my muse, I never explcitly mentioned him here but he was. OH MY GOD MY WRITING FROM WHAT I WAS 13 😭 I'll never live up to this level of quality again!!!
Warnings none
The first time we met, you sat on the swings in that park, love-struck and approximately 10 years old, you looked a little out of a fairytale. Glistening cheeks and your eyes just wandering around everywhere but into mine, glossing over the greens of the park, the sun - which quickly tried to blind you and made your eyes glass, it felt like watching the second hand go around the clock for a full 24 hours. I bluntly wondered if I'd ever find anybody more beautiful.
Then I became a rockstar. Gorgeous girls throw themselves at me every night, I tour the world with my best friends and I have been praised all my life for something gifted to me - my voice. Sometimes I feel like I didn’t earn this life I lead. Limos and all - they trample in on my soul. I can’t get a breath without someone shooting a picture of me without my knowledge, I can’t even spend 2 minutes with a fag before they find me.
Apartment 306, that was my new home, back on top of where I saw you, those stupid apartments I was so mad they were built when I was 14. Don’t get me wrong, I denied and denied any sort of love for you, even when I was alone when there was no front to put up, I still denied. I didn’t want to love you, and it was shameful every night to fall asleep imagining you were still there.
I met many girls and I’d sort of let go from my childhood loves, however, sometimes they gloss over my mind and I wonder why you’d leave and believe your mother when you told me you’d listen to me. I wonder even more why your parents ripped us apart.
That’s what made our meet up when we were 10 by the swings so special, it was my first taste of the forbidden.
I was a little stupid, more so a little broken. When your parents found you and took you away, my mom said quietly, “he wouldn’t even look into her eyes - he’s so inhuman.” I swear I feel my heart breaking a little more each time I replay the moment in my head, and I turned to see her bashful expression when she realized what I heard.
When we met when I was 14, it was a little different. You looked for any excuse to get out of the conversation with me, to quickly dash towards your friends and avoid me. Maybe that was the final twist in the heart, because I never thought much about you since.
