Excerpts of stories i'll never write

#3

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"Don't you get it?" His tone filled by exasperation. "You weren't just a 2:30 call to me. You weren't a night. You were days, weeks, hell even years. You were more than just a person for me." He poured out the remnants of his hearts, the one that she had broken so many times. "I know that I'm just one person to you but for me, you are the person I confide in, the person I'll always laugh with, and most definitely the person I will always love. You're my sun, my moon, and every bright star in the galaxy." He paused with a sigh. "I know that I'm wasting my time here but please, just save yourself." He hardly said as he looked at the girl with wet mascara running down her face and rips her fish net stockings lovingly.

"It's not my fault that you can't nobly fix the broken."