She wakes up, wishing you were beside her, making all her pain vanish. Wishing you were here with her. But no, you're far away. Yet you're just a text away. She loves you to death but at times she just wants to tell you to fuck off and never talk to her again. But at the same time she wants to be in your arms and never let her be alone. She's just a depressed mess, you tell her not to talk about the fact she just wants to kill herself and cut. Or about how bad it hurts, but, what are you gonna do when she's gone because she couldn't talk to you about it. The only guy who can help her. The only guy who makes her happy. But at the same time tears her apart
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My Writings
PoetryI'm just posting things I've wrote, small stories and my feelings. Care to read if you'd like. Requested by my friend to do this.
