Silence can lead to what destroys the best of love story's.
"I guess you just don't turn me on anymore,"
I said nothing, but I blinked and got up. I sat down next to him and blinked.
"I guess I don't," I said slowly moved over. "I bet she do, though." He looked at me, plain expression.
"I bet shes everything you wanted." I laugh heartlessly. "It's okay, though." He eyes told so many stories his mouth couldn't.
"I expected that," I finally look at him. Calm and hurt, how these feeling make such yucky favors. "At least your here, though."
I knew this was going to happen. Maybe a little too much. Knowing that I could stop such feelings like these.
He made eye contact through this all. I was beginning to walk out, but something in me told me to stop.
"Oh, and Stevens," I look at him, plain, cold expression. "If I was just some hoe to you...I want to let you know, this hoe loved you more than any of these hoes did."
Tears sting my eye as I say one last thing. "And this hoe leaves today."
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Romance"You talk in your sleep. The secrets that tear you down, because you can't tell me." ~ Another form of a toxic, yet healthy relationship begins to blossom in the small, loft of Maya and Erik Stevens.
