Luke constantly looked back at the glass doors of the library, just waiting for Michael to walk in.
Sure, Michael hurt him so bad, but he can't help but want him. He's so in love even though he shouldn't be. He shouldn't love someone who broke his heart a million times, but he does.
He loves Michael, and he hates himself for it.
He hasn't worn his pretty skirts ever since Michael got mad at him for it. He hasn't picked any more flowers off the side of the road. He hasn't even allowed himself to listen to the one direction playlist Michael made on his phone. They always listened to it together. He just couldn't.
He hasn't spoken to anyone since he broke up with Michael, and every night he has to stop himself from calling. He wants to tell Michael to come over, but he knows he shouldn't.
He can't do that to himself. It would just hurt him even more because he knows Michael doesn't want him.
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creation // muke
RandomHe told me he loves roses, I promised that's what I'd be, but the closer that he looked, the thorns became more visible in me
