Camila/You Imagines

Strangers (Girl x Girl)

A/N: warning this is kinda like Gone (Boy x Girl)

So.. empty. How could anyone love again? Shit, did she even love me or was it a distraction for her? Why the hell did I think that? Just because it's bad now doesn't mean it was never good. She probably doesn't anymore though. They all give up. They all leave. They all just.. fall out of love. I wonder what's wrong with me, is it who I am? The bridge down the street seems like a pretty nice place right about now.

It wasn't like I didn't try. I asked how she was, I tried to give her what she usually wants. But no. Nothing seems to work anymore so why should I try? I will not wait weeks to have a normal conversation. I will not wait any longer. I just want her back. The way she was, the way she'd laugh in my ear and make my heart burn with happiness. When she whispered my name and said I made her happy. She wasn't gone for long but it seemed like forever so, might as well end it before she did. Because if she would've ended it.. I knew she wouldn't want me again.

Since I couldn't bother her or annoy her I had to fall back on my best friend to keep me company. She was always there for me even though I knew her short ass didn't want to sometimes. But lately I just felt like I needed someone to cling to, until I took a deep breath of fresh air. I felt so suffocated from pain.

The first few days I shrugged it off knowing probably something came up. Then suddenly her words weren't like hers, she always had some sort of emotion. I knew when she was keeping shit from me, even through text. So I shrugged it off again knowing one of her moods came back and put her in the position to push everyone away.

Then nothing. No words sent. No words spoken. I turned off the alarm for me to call her every night while tears fell from my eyes. Still shrugging it off hoping she'd come back to our reality. But she didn't.

Are you okay? Yeah I'm good.

I love you.

Silence.

Who knew silence could be so deadly, who knew seeing a simple fucking "seen" hurt so much? I tried to not think too much about it but fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck. I wasn't right in the head. Small shit triggered the fuck outta me and that's when I knew it wasn't right. That's always the beginning of the end, I would try and it wouldn't work. So why now? I'm always the one left wondering.

If she was going through it then why couldn't she fucking tell me like she always does? What was so different now? It seemed so, so childish of me to even think this way but this is how it always happens. They're done. I know it when I see it. I know it when I can feel it from my gut. My gut instincts are always right and fuck. I was.

I didn't want it to end. I didn't. I loved her so much. I really did, I loved her wayy more than I did my past relationships. I had hopes and aspirations. Now all I got out of it was lost time and a wandering mind. A constant burn in my throat and nose as tears always sprung to my eyes. She was always the first person I'd text if some crazy shit happened in my day. But I can't anymore. It's not fair that I'm the only one fucked up. Like this meant nothing but shit.

I'm always the one to put my all into someone, I was fucking done with everything. I knew I wasn't gonna fuck with any person for a damn while. I was about to fall back in my old ways and become that flirty girl everyone thought I was. I was tired of crying over someone who probably stopped loving/caring a long time ago.

All I ever truly wanted was to love someone and show them that I could bring them happiness. Not be their happiness but bring them happiness. I wanted to help them build their path, not be it, or build it for them. I wanted to be a good partner. But it never fucking worked out and I was always left in the dust while they moved on not giving two fucks.