What have I honestly done? Did I really just run away? Did I really just leave him lying there? Did I really just do that? Fuck. Fuck. This honestly can't be happening right now. This can't be reality. This can't be real at all. This is a dream. That's what it is. It's a dream. An incredibly bad dream which is a nightmare that is going to go away when I wake up. That's what is going to happen. It's all going to go away. But somehow, I don't actually believe that. I don't believe that this is going to disappear. I don't believe that this is really a dream and when I wake, everything is going to be okay and he's still going to be there. I honestly don't believe it. To be honest, I don't even know what I really believe and to be honest, I don't think I know what is really my reality anymore and what isn't. I don't even know who I am anymore. All I remember was seeing him falling and all I remember was watching the blood puddle becoming bigger and bigger as he turned a ghostly pale white. He's fucken dead and I can't escape this. Fuck. This is all my fault.
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Fanfiction"I feel as if I'm running back to where I started. You ask what's wrong with me and I say nothing. Is everything okay? Is something wrong with me? Pushing and pulling feelings. Eternal my heart is yours. I feel as if I'm running. I feel as if I'm ru...
