Can You Hear Me?

Him

The day is boring, I can no longer hear the screams from the other girls. I can hear the white coated people walking down the halls though. They speak in whispers that I can't make out. I don't care about their words though. Only his, only his voice can satisfy my thirst now. Everyday I crave for him. I scream night and day hoping he will come to hurt me, to love me. It hurts that I cannot see him anymore. I just want him here. I want him to do his miracle work, the work that makes me feel loved. The work that makes me want to live in this horrid place.

The day grows boring as I await. Every second, minute, hour, I am awake waiting for you to come back. To hopefully love me. This is a dream I know will never come true. I ignore the fact though and keep telling myself false lies giving myself false hope. I want to cry, but I no longer can after you took my eyes, my soul, my body. It all belongs to you now. I do not care I want to be in your possession, I want to impress you so that you will love me.

My head perks during these thoughts. I hear slow footsteps coming from the hall. My mouth forms a small smile and I stay right where I am. The breathing, the smell, the steps. I know it is you, the feeling comes back. I shiver and tingle everywhere. I hear the door creak open. I try to speak but no words come on. The footsteps absorb into the padded floors the stinks of blood and salty tears from a darker time.

I can feel you sit in front of me. I lean forward pressing my face against what seems to be your cheek. The hairs on your dry face tickle my face. You let on a small laugh.

"You stupid girl." Your voice says. I shudder at the sound of it. I attempt to say a few words myself.

"Y-you came." It comes out very oddly but I tried my best. For you. I feel you warm hand slip down the inside of my shirt as you grab one of my breasts. I smile imagining what you might look like. Your other hand around my neck as if you were going to pull me in closer.

"I always loved you." With these words I felt a sharp pain in my desk. An image of you flashed in my mind before everything went bright. Before everything went dark. Before I could say I love you and, my final goodbye.

I love you
i̸ l̸o̸v̸e̸ y̸o̸u̸
I⃣ l⃣o⃣v⃣e⃣ y⃣o⃣u⃣
ꀤ ꒒ꂦᐯꍟ ꌩꂦꀎ
I̶ l̶o̶v̶e̶ y̶o̶u̶
I̤̮ l̤̮o̤̮v̤̮e̤̮ y̤̮o̤̮ṳ̮
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