the pessimist.

dread.

and just like she had imagined, it happened.
it's like she spoke the outcome into existence. like her words fell on the ears of the universe and every force tirelessly worked to make them true.

& the message read: "i loved you, i really did. but you are almost too broken & it's always too hard to get through to you. i tried so hard to keep in touch with you but ive lost touch. im sorry."
she stared at the screen never blinking once until one single tear was shed.
she replied " where did this come from? we were just fine..how can someone's feelings change so fast? ive loved you even when it was the last thing i wanted to do, i was willing to give my all to you.. though i have nothing to give myself. but it's okay. i get it, it's hard to stay in love with someone you never loved in the first place."
she felt a sharp pain in her chest, like her heart had been straining to stay beating for too long.
maybe it was her negative outlook, maybe she had too many scars that were not fading fast enough. no matter how many times she tried, always giving more love to the ones she loved & never to herself, it always failed. so she gives up, she turns hard and her aura has the coldness of a savage. look what you've done.