꧁ Short Stories ꧂

All to get you back..

Sitting here not knowing what I should do, what I should think about. Because all I can think about is you. Thats what Ive been doing.  Thinking about you. I wonder, do you do the same? Do you remember why we found each other in the first place?
Closing my eyes, letting myself go.

I wonder. Why do I feel these strong feelings towards you? I miss you. I want to hug you. I feel sad because of you.

But the most prominent feeling is anger. I am angry at you. You know I need you. You know I what will happen if you are not here. Still you don't care enough to come back. Even the shortest text message would be enough. Just a quick SMS for me to know that you still remember me. Is that to much to ask for?

Oh my

I gotta leave Im sorry

ill be back in bout an hour tho hate you. I hate the Internet because we found each other here and not kn real life. I hate the fact that you life 320 exact miles away from me, so close to me, so far away. I hate you because you know me. You know how I struggle, and I know you. Know all of your struggle.

I will do everything and anything to get you back. Anything. Ask me and I will do it. Please.
Come back.

Three weeks. Am I a joke to you? Tell me. I hate you. I cant let you go without ripping my soul, heart and body apart. Without shattering my last bit of sanity because you are the last thing to keep me alive. I hate you. You know that this, me, is close to being nothing but a shell. No, a cage, thats trapping me, holding me back from leaving.

You left me.

Stay with me.
Leave me before I kill you.
Save me.
Run before your soul will be damaged.
Let me see your smile, the smile of an angel one last time.
Kill yourself before I do it, slowly and painful.
Live.
Die.

I hate you.

But I also love you.