There i am , laying in my bed trying to sleep .
Everytime i close my eyes , all i could think of was 'how come He haven't text me ? He's suppose to be finish with work by now .'
Then i close my eyes again trying to shake the thoughts off my mind .
But the horror movie i watched earlier catch up to my messed up mind making me feel paranoid and scared .
I tried to think of something happy but it doesn't work . I wish he was here with me or just called me til i fall asleep just so that i could feel safe .
So , i tried distracting myself with some cartoons and it works until the wifi starts acting up .
And here i am , writing this chapter wondering , wishing that he would text me .
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PoetryStories and feelings that i bottle up inside that i never told a soul . Raw unedited feelings . A place to escape from the prison that is in my head. A place to share my thoughts that no one cares to listen to . Somehow has become a person to confid...
