The Future.
Do I even have a future?
With him in it.
But he left me with nothing but pieces of my heart scattered everywhere.
Left me with my future in his hands, disappearing with it ever so slowly.
I used to love him.
That was a mistake.
Now I hate him. Despised even.
Eh. Didn't really like this but it was late at night. :P
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-PQ
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LIFE IN THE REAL WORLD
Short StoryTwo Words. He said. He promised. The Past. The Present. The Future. I hate him. Or Do I love him?
