I feel hollow.
Like I'm walking around with a gaping whole in the middle of my chest where my heart once lived.
I can't eat,
I can't sleep,
I can't think straight,
I can't believe this is us now
I keep laying in bed thinking you'll come around, that you'll show up at my door and tell me its all been a terrible dream.
Like the past two months haven't happened.
I'm waiting Preston for you to tell me you still love me,
I'm waiting for you to make me feel again, I'm waiting on you come and heal me.
Why haven't you come back to me yet?
I've gave you space,
I haven't even spoken to you in school
I sat at the back of our classes together just so I'm not in your view like you asked me to.
I've done everything you've asked
Yet your still keeping her bed warm
Just tell me what I did wrong so I can either change it or move on from you, because I'm not sure how much more of this I can take.
You still haven't replied back to my heart, It's still whispering to yours each night.
YOU ARE READING
Bitter Sweet
Historia CortaAvery is young, naive and selfless. She's too in love with Preston to notice what his really put her through for two long years. This is a short story of a girl who's trying to heal from a break up. ---------------- ^ I'm learning, I'm improving...
