I loved her. I loved her stupid jokes. I loved her stupid laugh. I... loved her, but she's gone and he's there.I love him. I love his jokes. I love his laugh. I love how he looks at me. But I can't help but feel like something is wrong..? I told him, and he yelled at me and called me overdramatic.I finally took off the rose-tinted glasses and saw HIM.. He was older in his 40s? I was just a kid, but I can't stop loving him...I hate it I hate him. I hate how he looks at me. I hate how he calls me his girl. I hate this. I hate him. I can't do this anymore and with that I write my goodbye.. No one told me that dying was going to hurt, but it's ok.
My eyes filled with white..? it hurt alot.. i closed my eyes and..
(MFS THATS IT IM DONE- FOLLOW MY AO3 BYEEE-)
