{"id":14797,"date":"2018-02-19T12:54:41","date_gmt":"2018-02-19T12:54:41","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/herway.net\/?p=14797"},"modified":"2021-08-12T11:30:38","modified_gmt":"2021-08-12T11:30:38","slug":"voleva-salvare-appena-tirato-oscurita","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/herway.net\/it\/voleva-salvare-appena-tirato-oscurita\/","title":{"rendered":"Voleva salvarti, ma tu l'hai trascinata nella tua oscurit\u00e0."},"content":{"rendered":"

There is something in these women and girls who feel like it\u2019s their mission to save others. There is this need in them to save other men and it\u2019s the need they can\u2019t escape. They don\u2019t fall in love with normal people. It\u2019s like you need to have a anima spezzata<\/a> or a broken heart so they\u2019d notice you.<\/p>\n

This one was one of that kind, too. She also had this ugly habit of seeing people and feeling the urge to save them. It\u2019s like she gets an adrenaline rush and she just goes with it. It\u2019s like she jumps in without even thinking about it twice. She jumps and hopes she\u2019ll figure out the landing part on the run.<\/p>\n

This one is special too. She doesn\u2019t like normal; normal was never her kind of thing. Normal was boring and normal didn\u2019t need anything. Normal was fine and she hated that word. Tende a sistemare le persone<\/a> e riversare il suo amore nelle loro crepe. Aggiustare le persone era una specie di droga, la sentiva nel sangue e vi si dedicava completamente.<\/p>\n

She saw you were at the end and she stretched out her hand towards you. She hoped you\u2019d take it.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Even though she didn\u2019t know what she was getting herself into, she just wanted to be there for you. No hidden intentions, no mind games, she just wanted to be there for you, to be your light at the end of the tunnel. She wanted to be someone you can count on. Someone to whom you\u2019ll come to when things go wrong. Someone who\u2019ll take your hand and tell you everything is going to be okay.<\/p>\n

You were not her project. Don\u2019t take her wrong. You were a human being she saw in the darkness and she rushed to save you. It was something her instinct told her to do and she always listened to her inner voice.<\/p>\n

Ma la verit\u00e0 \u00e8 che eri troppo immerso nell'oscurit\u00e0. Persino tu sei riuscito a perderti in essa, figuriamoci lei. L'ironia \u00e8 che il tuo cuore era in fiamme, ma eri circondato dalle tenebre.<\/strong><\/p>\n

You didn\u2019t know about kindness. You never asked another human being how he was feeling. You had your own twisted version of what\u2019s right and what\u2019s wrong. You never explained yourself or the things you did, but you always demanded that others do so.<\/p>\n

From everything you showed her, it seemed like you needed to be loved, but you didn\u2019t know what to do with the love you got. It\u2019s true you didn\u2019t get it much to be honest, but even the little love people gave you, you didn\u2019t know what do with it. Perhaps that\u2019s why she gave you all the love she had in herself. Perhaps that\u2019s why for the first time, she fell for someone she wanted to save. Perhaps that\u2019s where she made a mistake.<\/p>\n

Somewhere between being there for you in your darkest days and giving you all the love you were missing, between righting all the wrongs life did to you, she fell in love with you. She fell for you like she never fell for anyone before. And she didn\u2019t plan that you know\u2014it just happened.<\/p>\n

But instead of taking that love as something that will save you, instead of finally moving from that one spot, you buried yourself even more. And since you weren\u2019t moving, she decided to walk towards you. But what she didn\u2019t know was that she was walking towards your darkness little by little.<\/p>\n

You know what\u2019s funny? She was the only one who fell in love with the real you.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Ha visto la tua oscurit\u00e0 e ha deciso di rimanere.<\/a> She saw your pain and she decided to let you share it with her. She saw your bruises and she decided to kiss them. She saw you for who you are and she didn’t leave. She chose to stay and try to save you.<\/p>\n

She made a promise to herself. She said she wasn\u2019t leaving and she didn\u2019t. She stuck by your side, regardless of what you made her go through.<\/strong><\/p>\n

No matter how many times you broke her heart, no matter how many times you hurt her, no matter how many times you tried to push her away, she fought for you like the biggest warrior on the battlefield. She did it because she always knew she isn’t fighting with your heart but with your past.<\/p>\n

This battle she signed up for is lasting a bit too long, don\u2019t you think? Could it be because you are making it harder for her? Could it be because you\u2019re more willing to see her in the darkness then you are to see yourself in the light?<\/strong><\/p>\n

Okay, life was a bit harder for you than for others. Some things aligned pretty badly for you. You\u2019ve been through a lot. But your story doesn\u2019t have to end like this. And definitely, it\u2019s easier to be bad than good. But now you have a reason to walk away from everything dark you had in your life. You have someone who\u2019s going to wait for you on the other side, someone who\u2019ll help you get there. It\u2019s enough just for you to want it.<\/p>\n

Let her save you. Stop fighting. She\u2019s strong enough for both of you.<\/strong> So stop pulling her into your darkness. Give yourself a chance. Give her a chance. Love can save the world\u2014how can you think it can\u2019t save you?<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

There is something in these women and girls who feel like it\u2019s their mission to save others. There is this need in them to save other men and it\u2019s the need they can\u2019t escape. They don\u2019t fall in love with normal people. It\u2019s like you need to have a broken soul or a broken heart…<\/p>","protected":false},"author":40,"featured_media":14810,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_kad_blocks_custom_css":"","_kad_blocks_head_custom_js":"","_kad_blocks_body_custom_js":"","_kad_blocks_footer_custom_js":"","_kadence_starter_templates_imported_post":false,"_kad_post_transparent":"","_kad_post_title":"","_kad_post_layout":"","_kad_post_sidebar_id":"","_kad_post_content_style":"","_kad_post_vertical_padding":"","_kad_post_feature":"","_kad_post_feature_position":"","_kad_post_header":false,"_kad_post_footer":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[29619],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-14797","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-stories-love"],"taxonomy_info":{"category":[{"value":29619,"label":"stories"}]},"featured_image_src_large":["https:\/\/herway.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/02\/christina.jpg",800,533,false],"author_info":{"display_name":"Tara Brown","author_link":"https:\/\/herway.net\/it\/author\/tara-brown\/"},"comment_info":0,"category_info":[{"term_id":29619,"name":"stories","slug":"stories-love","term_group":0,"term_taxonomy_id":29619,"taxonomy":"category","description":"To all the souls struggling with complicated love experiences: These heartfelt stories about love, heartbreak, and moving on will be your voice of wisdom.","parent":38,"count":424,"filter":"raw","cat_ID":29619,"category_count":424,"category_description":"To all the souls struggling with complicated love experiences: These heartfelt stories about love, heartbreak, and moving on will be your voice of wisdom.","cat_name":"stories","category_nicename":"stories-love","category_parent":38}],"tag_info":false,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/it\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14797","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/it\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/it\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/it\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/40"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/it\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=14797"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/it\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14797\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/it\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/14810"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/it\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=14797"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/it\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=14797"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/it\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=14797"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}