It won't matter right? It won't matter how hard I try and prove myself, everyone will only see the bad side of me, and that's all thanks to you. They'll always see me as the one who broke you apart. I could beg them to believe me, but your word will be truthful to them. No matter how much I drag myself, or how much I try, to them I'll only be the one who damaged you. I'll be the slut, the easy one, the one who cheated on you, the one who lied, the one who tore you apart day by day, I'll just be that. You've created them a "me" that doesn't even exist. I'll be the heartless one, the one that goes around the world pretending as if I'm dying but I'm just smiling. I applaud you, because they've believed your lies. I applaud you for being so smart in making everyone think that right now you're vulnerable. I applaud you for having them all at your feet with lies. But to you, am I the one you say I am?
YOU ARE READING
for you
Short Storyto whoever identifies themselves with the character of each "story", but most importantly to the person behind each thought. I don't consider myself a writer nor do I believe to be one, my mind just runs wildly imagining stories of people I haven't...
