"I left her
and it was
as if her heart
was hanging
from a string,
and all that i
had to do was
cut the rope
with one of
my sharp comments
for it to smash to
the ground
below us.
it was almost like
one of the arguments
that we used to have.
the worst thing is,
i don't feel bad,
not even
a little bit,
not at all."
WELL THIS IS ALMOST OVER AND WOW THANK YOU SO MUCH GUYS ILY ALL TYSM FOR READING I WILL POST THE LINK FOR THE NEXT ONE THAT I WRITE IN THIS STYLE WHEN ITS POSTED AND ITS GONNA BE A LUKE ONE OK BYE BBYS ILY AGAIN
YOU ARE READING
Peroxide || m.c.
Fanfictionin which a girl and a boy leave each other a series of voicemails
