Without your touch or embrace; I'm feeling so alone.
Your eyes peering into mine... they show loneliness too. But..
You want her, right? Not me?
I don't exist in your mind.. just a tool? Or am I just a rebound?
My feelings aren't meant to be played with.. but respected. Someone likes you, someone wants to be with you. But I still need to respect you. How you feel.
I have to stand on the darker side of this abyss; dreaming of another world..
Why can't it be with you?
My heart is broken. As it's been for years.
I can't get out of this current emotional state that I'm in. You're not here with me.
Everyday I feel like just stopping.
I want to cry in your arms.
To hear the words of what you think of me.
I know it's trapped in there.
However; maybe I'm wrong as always. But why can't the signs prove me otherwise?
I want to tell you how much I love you, but..
This lonliness is eating me away inside.
Shattered.
Broken. A glass mirror.
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Secret Letters
Short StoryShort stories that I've wanted to write. Based on some true things that are going or have gone on in my life.
