to the boy that makes her lose herself -
shes standing at her window.
it's pouring out but she's observing what she sees with rapt attention.
she wants to tell you how she loves you. why she loves you. but also why she hates you. She wants to yell in your face and maybe throw a lamp.
but in the end, she would just want to be in your arms.
she is wanting to call you, and say everything she didn't.
and then shes falling, collapsing, into a bed, to be consumed by a blissful sleep.
- her
YOU ARE READING
- her (editing)
Short Storyshe loved you, the way the stars miss the sun in the twilight. endlessly. - her