Mercy

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How did I end up fighting for this unknown boy?
Holy shit, everytime it goes the same way.

This story starts a month ago. A boy starts writing to me, I barely care since there's still the blue boy on the other side filling my mind.
One day he gets mad out of nowhere. Instead of leaving him alone, I stay next to him and listen to what he has to say, more like tryna get him to speak.
He thinks it's such a good idea to ask me out.
Then he decides we shouldn't hang out anymore 'cause he has to study or whatever. Maybe he's afraid of something, I don't know. Cellphones don't fucking help.

I can't even sleep, I'm just waiting for some kind of an answer like "I won't leave" or something like that. I've had a rough time, please have mercy on me. Do I need to bring Shawn Mendes in front of you singing his own song to make you understand?

You came into my life on purpose without asking for permission, you made me feel all happy for a couple of days and now you wanna go away. Please don't, I fucking hate it but I'm asking please. I don't want to see my heart shattered into million pieces again, not so soon please.

But I don't know how to make him understand

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