He parted his lips as if he was going to speak. I wanted him to say something.
Anything to me, but he was distracted. He was keeping his distance. Maybe he was confused.
He stayed away. It hurt.
He avoided me. It hurt.
He knew what he was doing, but he kept doing it anyway.
He was hurting me.
But it's okay. At the end of the day, he was still mine.
All mine.
Only mine.
YOU ARE READING
You are mine. Mine.
FanfictionIt doesn't make a difference. Everything is already set in stone. He is mine. Only mine.
