chapter eight

584 26 2
                                    

I'M FINE, I'M NOT FINE

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.

I'M FINE, I'M NOT FINE. It's like plucking petals off a damn flower. I keep telling myself I'm fine without him, but I know I'm not.

If he came to me, if he came back right here, right now, I would fall apart and jump back into his arms in a heartbeat. I've convinced myself that I don't need anyone to complete me, but thats a big fat lie.

I'm like a storm, a hurricane. But Kappy was the sunshine that balanced everything out. He was the nice sunny day, that made you never want to see rain again. I think the reason he left for some other girl is because he found  a girl that was just like him; he got a taste of the beautiful sunshine.

The only reason people see storm's as a horrible thing is because they've witnessed what the sun's like. I guess thats what happened with Kasperi. He witnessed the sun first hand, and realized he liked it better than the rain.

Apart of me hopes he comes back to me, I want him to see me happy and smiling, so he'll be left with that ping of guilt for the rest of his life.

But I know if he does come back, if he does want me, I know that my plans of shutting him down will be thrown out the window.

I don't blame him for leaving me. I can- am toxic. I do whatever the hell I want, whenever the hell I want to do it. I only realized this though, when Kasperi pointed it out. So yeah, I want him to come back, I want to change and be the supportive girlfriend I can learn to be. But for his sake, I hope he doesn't come back. Theres only a limited amount of time before the sun goes away and the storm comes back.

I can't change who I am, but I wish I could. For him, I would do anything.

PERFECT STORM.Where stories live. Discover now