I've become more excluded from the world; from everything. I haven't left our house for weeks. I haven't picked up the phone, hardly eaten. I don't know what has gotten into me. The house is a wreck. As if a tornado was locked somewhere deep inside me and finally decided to be released. I've gone insane without you. There's things here and there that keep me sane, but not for long. Never forever.
Pounding, all I heard was a pounding in my head and at the door as someone tried to break in for who knows how many times this week. Even if I wanted to let them in, I couldn't allow them. My bones are rattling, shaking uncontrollably. Tears blur my vision I can barely manage to see this damn paper I ruin. Even noises are a blur of sort. Barely I hear my name being screamed from the other side of our locked front door. When did I become like this? Weren't things getting better? I find it that when there's a shimmer of light, darkness always overcomes.
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273 Days Without You (MrWoofless ff)
Fiksi PenggemarYou're dead and it's all my fault I could've saved you But I didn't I let the one who means the most to me die I let my lover, my boyfriend die And I'm so fucking sorry. I could've saved you Preston. I'm sorry ~ Preston is dead and Rob is left to d...
