i: goodnight already, take care
he: are you saying goodbye to me already?
i: (in a few more days)
yeah. why, need someone to talk to?
he: no, its just... nevermind
i: its just what?
he: nothing, so bye
i: tell me, just what? don't leave me hanging dude
he: nothing, not worth bothering
i hate you.
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hunter ▸ book one
Poetryfrom like to love to hate then start at the beginning again, it was like a cycle, a cycle that i wanted to end yet i can't because i love the every edge of his imperfections, and his perfect flaws [ © 2014 greyfilmplaying ] poetry #48 | short story...
