I guess that's why I was so upset. Because after the third time of her running off again she didn't say why and she didn't even say goodbye. It was like she had come back to confuse me. Telling me that she didn't want to be without me and that she wanted to try again and then leaving again as she had done the first time but this time without any explanation. I was forced to believe that maybe it was me, finally I had turn to my emotions, letting them take me wherever in the hell they wanted to. I wanted Love to know how much she had hurt me but Love did not even seem to care. It was like she was protecting herself from the one person that was not trying to do her any harm.
YOU ARE READING
Zoned Out
Short StoryAlthough this is a very real part of my life, it was not written to bash one of my exes. If that was the case I would've gladly given you her name. Enjoy!
