I burnt it.
I burnt everything. All the things you ever gave to me, everything you touched, I threw into the flames.
All of it made me sick- your love notes that you always tucked inside my sweaters, the teddy bears you gifted to me every Valentine's Day, necklaces, bracelets, earrings; jewelry given to me by you, all of it was thrown into the pile.
The pile I gladly burned.
Everything you ever gave to me is now black, disgusting ash, except for that one tear stained card.
Because it helps me hate you more.
YOU ARE READING
Gone
Short StoryThe story of a girl whose slowly slipping away, the pain of heartbreak too much to bare. ________________________ "A story told through words and expressed by quotes" Cover made by me- Check out my cover shop if interested! - Enjoy !!
