They say we're too young.
Too young to feel, to understand ourselves, but they don't take into account how strong our backs must be when we carry the hurt of the world.
They don't seem to give a fuck about the tears behind our smile, or the way our hearts heave; tired of being heavy.
It's only when we're gone that they realize we mattered.
We bend our will breaks.
We give their hearts take.
We learn, our minds shape,
as we conform to the disappointments around us.
Until we are "too young to be this unhappy."
- The Way We Love♥
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The Way We Love
Short StoryPaul took a step closer, the charred black smog from his lips dissolved into my lungs, as he stared at me with his slow-burning teal eyes. His fingers steadily undid my aching body, as he pried the lace from my skin to undress me. "I'll break you, s...