Sometimes he wondered,
all these people I call best friends are merely continuing a friendship with me because they pity me?
Is their love motivated by their sympathy towards me?
Would I mean nothing to them once I am healed?
(Though that's highly unlikely)
Who would I be without my scars and those tiny fractures on my soul?
Are they by my side only because they know nothing about my past
and once they do, all they want to do is run as far as possible.
Will they create a gap between us that can never be filled?
Will they also become beloved characters that he read in a book long ago?
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Haunted |+18|
شِعرA letter of all the things I cannot say out loud but am constantly thinking and being haunted by. Dark content used in the story Read at your own risk
