When me and and Liam reached the room, we sat down and began to talk.
Talk about our families, how we wanted our futures to be, school, etcetera.
Then you tensed up when I asked if you loved me. I loved you, but I felt you didn't, so I asked.
I know the answer to it now. You only used me to gain popularity, be liked.
But just saying that what matters in the inside, matters? It doesn't work like that. You have to believe and act upon it.
I worked on that and now I know, that you were the anchor drowning me, draining my confidence. But, no more.
I don't need useless “love.”
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Short StoryWe had a beginning. And we had an end. -*- I still remember that stupid reason you texted me on that day. The day when I thought I would be the happiest person on the Earth. But you shattered my dream. And now, I write letters to my first love, who...