March. Friday the 13th, 2020.
It's 17:58 and it's raining.
I can hear the soft touch of rain on my roof.
The cold wind that blows in my open window.
A dim of light in my bedroom.
The sad music that plays in my phone.
My messy self lying on my bed.
My innocent pillow.
And my endless tears.
I can't think anymore. I can't think straight anymore.
FUCK!
I'm confuse. And mad. And hurt. And broken.
And fucking ALONE!
I'm confuse because he said he loves me but he let me go.
He. Let me. End. Our relationship!
I'm mad of myself, because I still love him and it hurt me that it just ends up this way.
And it broke me a million pieces.
Damn it! Damn him! Damn me!
CAUSE I STILL FUCKIN LOVE HIM!
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RandomThis is not a story guys. This is just all about some short texts that I made everytime/whenever I'm emotional. You know, just to let out some pain inside your heart. I hope you guys loves reading it❤️
