Listen to Sad Song by We The Kings. It just makes it sadder.
"I don't love you" the words rang through my ears
As soon as the cruel words left his mouth I felt like my heart shatter into a million pieces. Like a glass vase being dropped on the floor. Like I was a brick wall about to crumble, like I was about to collapse on myself like I was going to fall.
"So that's it" I pause "I'm just a stupid girl that meant nothing to you?" His blue eyes snap to mine.
"Yes" he swallows thickly as if the words were like sandpaper grating his tongue. "Yes you meant nothing to me, you never did" deep down I believed he was lying, but that didn't make it hurt any less. He was my other half and even if I tried will all my heart, I could never truly hate him.
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Tears and pain is the only thing I feel. I tired to numb the pain but it doesn't work. 2 months. That's how long it's been since he's walked out. And now I knew it was gonna be forever. He isn't coming back. I wish I could forget his blue eyes. I wish I can ups forget his laugh and how he made me smile. But I also wish I could forget how he left me. But I can't I wish I could.
I glance at my phone. The temptation to call him is overwhelming. I find myself dialing a familiar number.
No answer. Typically. I've given up now. There's no once of life left in me. There's no reason for living.
Dear Jack,
Oh god we used to be so in love. We used to think about each other day and night. I talked about you like you created the night sky. We would constantly rush through everything just so we could talk to each other. And if we couldn't it felt like we were suffocating. But now look at us. Your getting your oxygen from her and I'm left struggling to breathe. 2 months later you still leave me breathless. You were like a ship; which the captain was ready to set sail I was like a lighthouse; the one you you left behind. I knew from the beginning I wouldn't be able to keep you but I tried anyway.
Like a lightbulb going on in my head I remember memories of us. I grip the blade tighter. I felt like traveling back in time and I find myself in my yard. The memory was all to familiar. I remember this memory like a movie replaying in my head.
Jack stood on the porch with flowers behind his back and a boyish smile on his face. The rain fell like summer on our skin. We splashed and danced in the starry moonlight. We had no care in the world.
Now look at me. My memories are now nothing but a ghost. Like the ghost of your smile and your laughter. I wish I could go back. But I'm stuck crying with the sky.
Blood. Weakness. Blurry vision. Falling to the floor. Now I'm dead.
I hope he misses me when I'm gone.
Thoughts on this imagine?
