"what's bothering you? what's wrong?" he asked, he raised his eyebrows.
"nothing. exactly nothing." she nodded, to make sure everything was okay.
sadly,
not.
everything wasn't okay.
she was hoping that he'll know.
she was afraid,
because the thought of watching that he'll walk out someday.
she felt it. she felt about the feelings that'll tear her apart even before it happened.
i knew how this will end, even before you were in.
YOU ARE READING
conversations and a cup of coffee.
Random[written in lowercase] the feels when he left, the darkness he gave, the promises he denied. *as bitter as a cup of coffee, but, she still wanna drink that anyways.*
