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Love is painful

Love is sour

But most of all

Love can happen with who ever you want

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'I really do love her,' Richie thought has he lay on his bed, 'I am sure of it.'

She is my everything;

My heart;

My health;

Everything.

_

Hours passed as he lay on his bed; he fiddled with his thumbs, cried, scratched his arms with his fingernails because he was too scared to cut himself, didn't eat dinner, and most of all, thought of you.

He was truly sorry and wanted to end it all. But he couldn't; you were his everything, so he felt that if he ended it all, then he would end you, too.

"I fucking love her so much." He whispered to himself has he cried softly, occasionally sniffling. "I do."

. . . Sorry // Richie x ReaderWhere stories live. Discover now