Sometimes I wonder if we would ever last. I look over to see his chocolate eyes and see betrayal yet I love him still.
Time pauses each time I see him smile or chuckle or even laugh through his nose. It kills me to see him happy, because the only way for him to be content is if I sacrifice my own happiness.
I know he doesn't intend on cheating on me, I'm really nothing special. I know I'm not enough for his desires and I've accepted it.
I know that he doesn't intend on making me his world, so I'll just be his moon.
If that's what makes him happy.
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Some Writings
RandomThis is just some random things I write whenever I feel the need to. Don't copy to your own books, ask first. There may be triggering things, so yeah. There's the warning. Some of these may be used in a book of mine in the future for reference or m...
