17 June 2014, 5.43am
I’m tired
Of sitting around
Watching everyone fall in love
Feeling lonely and miserable
And hopelessly asking
“When will it be my turn?”
God, I hope it’s soon
I close my old diary and hold it to my chest. I always wanted to be in love so badly.
But right now, I would give anything in the world to never have felt that way. I wanted it so much not knowing that I would have it all taken away from me abruptly, just like how it was given to me.
I was so young and all I knew about love was what I thought I knew. That it would be forever; that it would be mostly happy with the occasional fights here and there.
I never once thought that the only one time I fell in love would be stripped away from me in such a cruel way.
They say love would happen when you least expect it to. I was always expecting it. And maybe that’s where I went wrong.
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Anchor
Fanfiction"You're just like an anchor, you hold me down, but in more than one ways." "Really? Like what?" This is the story of June and Calum.
