This was written for a English assignment and I really liked it so I decided to post it.
This story talks about the difficulty that society creates, what small things can do to a person.
It talks about sensitive subjects so be warned. Relatable is a...
And if this is what it takes,then let me be the one to bear the pain.
Oh if this is what it takes, I'll break down these walls that are in our way,
if this is what it takes.
Should I? Should I not? I had been pondering this question for the past few days, yes him and I were friends to some description but it wasn't like we were buddy buddy. Did I trust him? Yes. Did he trust me? I have no clue. My friends weren't much of a help because I had never told them about what we had had, they just wouldn't understand, also added in the fact that one of them would probably blab to one of his friends then all hell would break lose. I wanted to tell him so bad but I just couldn't bring myself too. I just couldn't but I so wanted too. My heart was so tight in my chest, feeling like if I didn't calm down soon it would just burst out. You know you really love someone when you can't hate them for breaking your heart. Words couldn't explain how I felt about him, it was so complicated and messed up, but one word did that came up in my head was regret. I regret letting him go so easily but I had no choice, it hurt so much to always be arguing with him, and then finding out he was doing it just for sake of doing it. It hurt me so bad but if this really was what it took, I was willing to to bear all the pain in the world even if it was holding the sky up, I was willing to bear the pain again. I felt something wet against my face and looked up, was it raining?No. I was crying.
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