Create a short story in 200+ words of a person who is passionately in love with someone. How complicated is the relationship? Who is in love with who? How does this story progress in time - what is the main character willing to do for their loved one? You get to decide what happens in your short story

He loves me. I once thought I would be able to love, perhaps if I moved in with him. I cannot return his love. For this reason, it is very complicated. I am disturbed by my inability to return his love. I am driven to insanity.

Explanation:

Diego, as charming as they come. And if you weren't convinced by the way he strides, the confident but light, jovial tone in his voice, he'll catch your breath by a flash of his adorable dimples.

No charm, levity, marks his features now. Instead he is pained, confused. His hair is a tousled chaos, a charcoaled maroon. He holds himself, not by striding, but in a broken manner. He is lost.

I am the reason.

It always ends this way. Insanity is expecting the outcome to be different, when you know how the finale's script reads.

I am a broken plate. I used to be whole. I believed in love.

I was passed around. Each time I was discarded of, stains of my self image were left. Eventually no one wanted I, the stained, chipped plate. Upon realizing this I let myself shatter. I fell to the floor.

No longer, do I believe in love.

Oh, but I was so hopeful. See, to feel, to love, is to be human.

If I do not, then I have no soul, no humanity.

I do not. Therefore, I have no soul no humanity.

As I do not have soul, nor humanity, I am better off dead.

This is where the insanity starts, how it festers in my mind. I become a slave to it. It works at me until I have no will. Back broken, I am tired. I am destroyed.

See, I needed to give it one last try. I knew him, Diego, a soul of vitality and warmth. I needed to know if warmth could be spread into my darkness.

I put on my mask of emotions. We went on dates, I played my part well, mask never slipping.

Time passed, he told me he loved me. I truly felt nothing, but with my mask, I felt everything.

I must leave him.

My humanity has left me.

I must leave the world.

themselves

an intensive pronoun is a pronoun that ends in self or selves, such as himself, herself, themselves, yourself, ourselves. since band members is a third person plural, the correct intensive pronoun would be themselves. if the band was talked about as a collective noun, itself would be the appropriate intensive pronoun. intensive pronouns are used to add emphasis to the noun it's modifying which is why it directly follows it.

this quote could be referring to the death penalty. it's questioning the morality of sentencing murderers to death as a punishment, because it seems hypocritical. this quote seems to be arguing for non-lethal punishment for killers.