Mike called me this morning. He was happy. Tony asked him to hang out the previous night and they cuddled all night and held hands.
I was happy from him.
The girl called me too, the one you 'love'
She said she needed a friend. I told her same.
She's here now. She cried to me about how you told her it wasn't working out.
She's sleeping on my couch.
I cried for her.
We cried together.
But the difference is.
She woke up refreshed and happy to see a new guy text her.
I'm still drowning with lungs that were made to breathe under water.
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Mike told me you haven't left your room since I left.
I don't like to admit it, but I'm sorry.
I'm sorry you can't accept yourself.
I'm sorry I can't accept myself either.
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Deadly tendencies (fuenciado)
FanfictionVic, i'm writing to you even though i know you'll never read it. i love you and i just want it to be enough. Trigger warning: self harm and blood