I have this constant fear that I am never going to forget him. The way his brown eyes pierced mine or his goofy grin that always made my heart beat ten times faster. And what sucks the most is that he was never mine to begin with. But I fell hopelessly in love with him. It's been two years and I can't forget him. And in the middle of the night when everything is quiet and everyone is aslepp I think of him. Even if I don't realize it he find his way back into my memory to the point where it makes me sick to my stomach an I cant breathe because I don't want to love him anymore. And it sucks because I thought I was forgetting him. I was finnaly happy. And then my memory of him comes back, and I am sitting in the corner of my room tears pouring down my face and my throat burns because I am screaming to the ceiling begging myself to forget him. I hope that I will.
- Excerpt from a book I will never write #1032 // ok.kxtelyn on instagram
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for him. ✔
RandomFor all the boys I've been called 'Him.' These are poems and quotes from my fave writer to represent my feelings. For you.
