"move on."
"michael, i can't."
he threw something at the wall behind me. it was too dim in his bedroom for me to see what it was.
the lightening from the outside illuminates his face for a few seconds every now and then.
even though he was breaking my heart and showing me hate in the purest form, i couldnt stop thinking about how beautiful he was.
"ill love you even when you make my heart ache." i whispered.
he heard it. within seconds i was pushes up against the wall. not in the romantic, about to kiss way, but frustration and hate. he let go and shoved me out of his room. slamming the door in my face.
"lie to me one more time.." i cried softly and rested my head against the door "tell me you love me one last time...even though you don't. i just need to hear it."
the door opened and he stared at me.
"i love you." he kissed me and then shut the door again.
