11:11 \\ mgc [completed]

04:00

[artist recommendation: 30 seconds to mars]

My eyelids were heavy, my limbs barely functioning. I knew that were probably huge bags under my eyes, but I couldn't possibly care less.

You were being shipped away in less than 5 hours, and I had to spend these last hours I had with you to do something, some attempt to get you out.

I tried talking to the different officers, tried telling them that it wasn't you but they just wouldn't listen. You hated how adults treated us teenagers as children, yet you made no attempt at all to say something in your defence.

When I was sure I had talked to every possible officer within the jail, I sat down on a stone bench right outside your cell. My heart was as heavy as my eyelids.

I dropped my head into my hands and curled my toes, my chin wobbling because I didn't know what to do. They were telling me they couldn't believe a, and I quote, hormonal teenage girl who could do anything to please her ex without any solid proof. So if they couldn't believe me without proof, how did they believe you?

My head spun and my hands shook. I felt a tear fall on my pants, it's moisture seeping through my skin. One by one, the tears fell. The tears, I thought, were like our love: easy to fall into, to start, but quick to die.

When I looked up, I saw you through my blurred vision. You were staring at me, your eyes withholding emotions I couldn't possibly perceive.

"Stop," you said, clenching your jaw. your jaw was defined, possibly more than my future was.

I couldn't say anything so I just stared, my body still shaking with empty sobs.

"Please." you said.

"I can't," I sobbed, wringing my hands together.

"Please don't cry." You said and I nodded, because I didn't know what else to say or do.

"They're letting me go."

"But-," before I could say any further, you sliced through my sentence and smiled. Even though it looked forced and was only a fraction of the happiness you could portray, it possibly lightened up my day.

"I know, but I had a little chat with the mayor," you said, and even if though you were in a jail with a high possibility of never getting out, there was a notorious glint in your eyes.

And I realised: even if you fell out of love with me, nobody could possibly stop themselves from loving you.

i have been pulling a taylor swift on you guys and you haven't even realised yet