My name is Ivy Monterro.
I wear dark purple lipstick and I enjoy drawing and eating.
I'm young. I don't know much about life, or even about myself. I can't tell you about history, or math, or science. I can't tell you about religion or politics.
But I can tell you about love.
Love.
The first time I fell in love was the last time I fell in love.
Being in love with someone and spending time with them shows you their true colors, and where their true motives lie.
Roses have thorns. Remember that.
My love for him was tested every day, and his for me.
Nothing is as difficult as loving. Loving another is the greatest risk you can take- the fear of losing said lover, or the fear of said lover leaving you, etcetera.
But there are things that make every risk worth taking.
The warmth of their body against yours, their adoration of everything you do, their acceptance of the true you, their desire to protect you with their lives….
My first love was with someone who did not exist in my world.
He was a presence in my mind, a star that I wished upon. I knew we could never meet- I knew that our worlds simply would not allow it.
But like I say, I don't know much.
