{Fourteen}
'Just because we can't be together
Doesn't mean I won't love you endlessly.
-F'
Page eleven, I like the number eleven. Two of the same numbers, both simple, no drama just 1 and 1, it makes 11.
It has been so long, I almost forgotten the feeling of your burning touch. Almost.
"It is bad to have hope?" I still hope you come home, wrapping your arms around me, and kissing me till we run out of breath.
Hope, so lovely, it makes you believe, deep down you know it is not gonna happen, but you have hope. When reality shows it is indeed not happening you feel the pain, the pain of betrayal, of disappointment. But still, I do not mind the pain, it is the hope that kills me.
YOU ARE READING
I need you here, why are you not here? If you're not here, where are you?
Short Story''I keep telling myself you are not a villain; you are just a boy. But somehow, I am always wrong. Cause you are a villain, you stole my heart and left with it.'' -Chapter Six TW: SH Alcholism Depression
