Behind These Hazel Eyes

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You clutch the ends of your pillow, squeezing the square of fluff tightly to your chest. If it had been a human, they surly would have suffocated, but none of that seemed to matter. You felt broken inside, as though nothing would ever matter. Ever since he had left, you didn't know what to do. He was what made you whole, and he was everything you needed - everything you ever wanted. Without him, you couldn't handle anything without falling apart.

You were clinging to life, no longer the strong person you were once. You couldn't hold you head up straight knowing how it only felt like yesterday when he was there and now he was gone. It was like even though he left you - he took everything - he wasn't the only thing that left. If it made any sense, you had left yourself along with him. It was hard to believe in anything you said ever again, and you pitied yourself for it. You weren't able to function recently, only more pity to be earned.

How could love break you this easily? It wasn't as though you were that weak, right? You were torn in half when it came to your emotions, and you couldn't make up your mind who you hated most: him or you. It was your fault that all this happened, right? You fell in love with him - you were the one who was convinced he was 'the one and only,' yet he wasn't here with you, was he? He wasn't here wiping away your invisible tears, telling you everything would be alright. No, he was gone, and it was all his fault for leaving. He left you when you did nothing but please him, but hating him... hating him and blaming him was just making it worse.

You trusted him with everything - all of your secrets, all of your hopes and dreams, all of the things that made you tick - and he left. Who knew what he was going to do with them? All you could do now was build yourself up again, build up walls and don't let anybody else come in - no matter how right they made you feel. Even if they had made you feel as comfortable as he did, you can't do that anymore. You couldn't trust him anymore.

He used you. He chewed you out, and now you can't even face him anymore. That liar - that cheat. Let him tell the world your deepest, darkest secrets - you couldn't come up with the feelings to care anymore. You were ready to get over him now and live on with your life. You needed to this - not for yourself but for him. You needed to relive him of the pressure; after all, that's why he left, right? You thought he was everything, but he didn't feel the same way about you.

You blinked, surprised tears weren't there. Were you really not that sad? No, you were devastated. To devastated for words and for tears. You may have not been crying on the outside, but you sure were on the inside. Perhaps, perhaps, you still had your strength still left in you. Maybe not everything was lost. You wiped your dry eyes, tossing the pillow you held so firmly across the room. With a newly-found confidence, you strode over to your phone - which had been laying deathly still. You picked it up, dialing the number you had dialed so many times. It rung for a while, and you bit your lip - scared he wasn't going to answer.

A click is then heard, and a male's voice entered the cell, "Um, hello? (F/N), I thought I told you. We're done."

You take a deep breath, keeping your voice steady, "I know... I know... I just wanted to let you know that I don't need you anymore. I'll survive on my own, and no matter what you tell everyone else, I know who I am. I am an independent girl, and you can go die in a hole for breaking my heart."

Before he could say a thing in reply, you hung up. You slumped down into the floor, hugging your knees for support. Everything was going to be okay. You were going to be ok. No more sleepless nights, no more skipping meals, no more avoiding reality. You would survive - whether it was with him or not.

A small giggle seemed to escape your lips as you laid your head against the wall, "Man, is love fucked up."

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Who said they were going to be happy love songs? Definitely not me. ( ̄ω ̄)

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 17, 2016 ⏰

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