•first person•
Why am I so unwanted?
Like a blade to skin, or tumor in someones brain.
I'm trouble, death, pain.
I'm nothing that is enough. Nothing that he wants.
I see a life with him. The only life I've lived for years. When did he lose that within me? When did I become the nothing I started out as, before he came around?
It hurts so, so much.
I was holding onto loving him like a keychain, always there and loud when you pick it up. You never think, what sentimental value does a fucking keychain hold, but do you ever throw it out?
It's just there.
I love him, that will never change. He loved me, that will never change.
I should just leave. What is there for me here?
It's strange, I feel cold.
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~Hurricane~
•Panic! At The Disco
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AN: Double trouble as requested
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Please Be Home
Fanfiction"When the stars stop shining above us, please be home. A wicked step away and I'm falling in your leave." //Phan
