it seemed like she had reached a point of no return. there was no denying it at this point, she was completely infatuated with him. everything he did she loved. the parts of him that he hated she adored. it didn't matter how worthless he made her feel at times, after all she was used to it. it's what she knew, what she'd always known. you see deep down inside of her she knew he wasn't any good for her and that she needed to let go but no part of her wanted that. she was holding on to the little sliver of hope that maybe just MAYBE he would become infatuated with her too. maybe he would learn to love everything she hated about herself, he would notice the little things she does, maybe for once he would just notice her for who she was..not who he wanted her to be.
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