"What happened?"
"What do you mean?"
"What happened with him?"
"...just didn't work out"
"Did you love him?"
"...yeah?"
"More than you loved me?"
"...it was different."
"Different? You seemed comfortable around him."
"Well, you made me nervous,"
"He didn't?"
"He did,"
"Then what made him different from us?"
"A lot... I trusted him, completely. He never made me upset, always had my best interest at heart. He looked at me like I was made for him. I was nervous but his love gave me so much assurance that I forgot that there were 10 other people in the room."
"And our love?"
"...it scared me. I didn't know how you'd be the next second, your emotions always switched from love to distance. I didn't trust you, but still I was ready to be all yours."
"But you rejected me..."
"We just needed some space. And eventually this great drift had happened."
"I'm sorry"
"Me too,"
"I loved you, still do"
"Same here"
"Then, why are we apart?!"
"You left me shattered! Can't you see?! A piece of my heart has been missing ever since you left... I'm tired of the assault our love does to my heart."
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DUSK TILL DAWN
PoesiaThese are the thoughts that keep her up at night, feelings that bring her to tears, memories she holds on to, moments she wishes she could rewrite. this is her mindset from dusk till dawn. Authors note: This book is solely owned by me please do...
