I wish there was a way to describe this. To describe you. You cause my bones to give up hope of ever holding me up.
In the best way possible, love.
I hold you so tightly my knuckles jut through their fragile casings. You make my skin break, in your need to run through all of me.
I know that my heart is hurting so much because of you. If only I could wrap my head around you.
Doesn't mean I haven't tried.
It's just.
A strange situation. Because you hurt. I'm so sorry.
I don't think I was meant to be this way.
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Short Stories
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