the end of all things // l.h. + m.c (discontinued)

day seven

6/12/14

dear michael,

i really fucking hate you.

i hate you for caring too fucking much about me.

i hate you for making me feel things.

i hate your green eyes and the way they light up when i tell you that i love you.

i hate your fucking adorable laugh that can make anyone swoon.

i hate the way you'd kiss me when you wake up and tell me that i'm beautiful when i'm not.

i hate every fucking inch of your being.

but what i hate the most is that even though i've said all of these things, i know that i don't have the power to hate any part of you.

you're still in the icu and i'm here holding a bottle of beer and writing this bullshit that you won't even be able to read.

it fucking hurts.

our lives are falling apart.

ashton doesn't give a shit anymore.

calum still won't come out of his room.

and i'm still stuck here hoping that someone randomly comes in here and shoots me in the fucking heart.

it'd hurt much less that this shit in my opinion.

god i really fucking miss you please wake up.

- luke

xx