You said you wouldn't leave, but you did. It's fine. Everyone who says that they will never leave often do, so I guess I'm use to this type of pain. You said that all you wanted to do was make me happy and with you I was, but now that you left I have been thinking again. My thoughts hurt me and they won't go away. They slowly torture me. They leave me choking on my tears. They leave scars on my body, and I don't know how to stop them. I don't want to think. With you my mind is at peace. But you left because I messed up and listened to my thoughts and the lines on my arms. You left and now my life is hell. When I see you in the halls I can't breathe. I start to have a panic attack. I can't face you anymore. But once you leave my thoughts come back. Please don't leave me.
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Short Stories
De TodoA bunch of short stories, poems, thoughts and other useless shit.