I feel it every time I say I love you, and get nothing back.
I feel it every time I have to plead for a response from him.
I feel it every time the thought of him is passing through my stupid fucking head.
Because I know it's not healthy, it's not something I should need to stick with so much.
But those little moments.
When I'm lying in his arms.
When he tries to crack a stupid joke. When I kiss him suddenly and he smiles like the best thing in the world happened.
When he wakes up before me and we end up watching anime laughing.
But the question is, should I have to suffer so much for those little moments?
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I'm Only Human
Non-FictionSorry about this, but this story is just going to be a lot of one shots, maybe a few poems, I might add some stuff, or change things to them, but the next part will be something different. Please give feedback, and tell me what you think would make...
