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Haunted » intro

There are so many times when I just sit here thinking about you,

And then my head begins to hurt,

Because I think too much,

Because I feel too much,

So I just switch it off,

I've trained myself to not think at all,

I just sit here and feel nothing.

But that hurts even more.

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I can still remember everything vividly. It is ingrained, seared in my mind.

I have nightmares about her. Some nights, I swear I can almost see her, like a ghost. Sitting on her favorite chair, looking out at the stars in wonder.

Her sweet smile, her blue eyes flecked with green. I fantasize about touching her skin again, kissing her soft lips.

I shouldn't regret my choices. I shouldn't linger in the past. This is what I tell myself everyday.

But I can't help it. I blame myself. I'm the reason she's dead.

There are times I want to scream. There are times I want to die. I am slowly going mad or crazy or both.

I could have saved her. But I chose to leave.

But I still love her. I think about her every day. Every waking moment. Then when I sleep, she is there.

I admit it: I am haunted by my past. I am haunted by my choices. I am haunted by her.

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I have an obession with Harry Styles..

which is why I'm writing this c:

I hope this story sounds at least interesting to you and I hope you keep reading! x

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