If I have to give you my last words - and I guess I actually do now - I want you to know this. Know that I loved so so badly, that I let you treat me like absolute shit. I was willing to do anything with you, your partner in crime, your willing accomplice in everything. But now I'm watching as you're fleeing the scene, while I'm doe-eyed and six-feet under. My heart is lying in pieces, but both of our hands are bloody.
How did I not see the signs? You used me as an alibi, you crossed the line while I crossed my heart and the world for you. Every time a siren went by, I looked around, thinking you might've been there, worried you'd made your last mischief. And even though you've destroyed me, I'd do it all over again. Just to make you and keep you mine.
It's bittersweet to remember everything we would do, all the damage we made. Because although I was drowning, dying, losing everything, I was doing it all with you. We broke it all, and we made trouble until we couldn't. And now I'll say that I hate you, but with a stupid smile on my face. Because after all of that, I still love you.
We used to be so perfect together. And now look at what we've become.
And all of the things I did, just so I could call you mine, I regret them. And I know you won't regret yours, so I hope I'm at least your favorite one. Because you're mine.
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Sing To Me Instead
Short StoryA collection of thirty shorts - my NaNoWriMo project for 2021. All of these are based off of songs that I really love, so give them a listen while you read. There will be angst, awkwardness, and hopefully funny and cute scenes. There will also be...
