Present Day
I feel so black and blue, even though no one has hurt me–at least not physically. Sometimes I cannot bear to look at myself because I am ashamed and tired of living like I'm nothing. It happened a long time ago but it still haunts my memories and sings me to sleep. I want it to be gone forever but I can't help the fact that I loved her and she didn't love me and now she's all i ever think about. She wanted somebody else, someone more masculine. I just wanted her; all of her, something people usually didn't want. They all wanted her for her body and they didn't care about what was hiding underneath her skin; this beautiful, intelligent, down-to-earth creature.
I miss her. Everyday.
I can't stop the nostalgic thoughts from permeating my mind and swallowing me whole. She whispers in my ears while I sleep, waking me up, only to realize that my imagination is playing tricks on me.
There is so much pain that lives in her name; so many memories, too many feelings. I wish she was gone but she is still here.
I'm too young for this yet I feel so old; aged and tired, sinking slowly into nothingness. Death can't come sooner.
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tbh this makes me feel sad. anywhoo, all of the other chapters are going to be third person unless i say else wise. love you <3
hugs & butterfly kisses,
aubrey.
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