I love so hard. I love so deeply. I love unconditionally. I love quickly, I love slowly. Once I love, I love in all of these ways. I will do anything for you. I will put you above myself. I will try my best to make sure that you feel like the luckiest person in the world.
What do I get?
Nothing in return. From anyone, ever. Except maybe some trust issues.
How can I be beautiful, pretty, cute, funny, amazing, kind, a dream, the love of your life, but not enough for you to be content. Not enough for you to want to see me. Not enough for you to want to talk to me every chance that you get.
I do not like games. In fact, I simply just cannot survive them. I'm not enough, but you want me to be there for you when it is convenient for you? You want to hug me, pull me close, kiss me, be inside of me, but you do not want me?
I'm forever closing doors and wondering when it will end.
The funny part is, I'm becoming used to this.
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Teen FictionThe story of how I started to fall apart and the never ending thoughts that roam my head
