𝐈𝗺𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 | 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐚

𝑹𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 ☾

There's three things you can't recover in life:

The word, after it's said.

The moment, after it's missed

And the time, after it's gone

You sat in the corner of your room, crying, hugging a pillow tightly. You and your boyfriend of two years, mattia, had gotten into a heated argument. You and mattia had quiet a few arguments, but none has gone too far, never would have thought that this one, was the one.

The words that were falling from his lips, shattered you. Tears welling up, threatened to fall, but you kept your head up. You didn't stop him from spewing the hateful words, you let him rant about how bad of a girlfriend you are.

"Clingy"

"Bitch"

"Clout chaser"

the word, after it's said.

Those words had stuck with you throughout the whole argument. You looked him in the eyes in disbelief. The words he was saying was unbelievable, never in a million years would you think he would say those things to you, but he was you are.

"I have don't nothing but treat you like a king! Gave you what you needed, catered to your ass and you still give me shit?! I let you come back to me when your down, knowing damn well you wouldn't know what to do without me. And I still put up with your shit! When are you gonna grow the fuck up mattia! Cause I've been waiting for two years and you still ain't done sh-"

You felt a sharp pain to your cheek. You gasped and fell back. He just slapped you. Tears rolling down your cheeks, you looked at him. The man you have loved for two years, slapped you.

The moment, after it's missed

He looked at you with wide eyes, he himself not believing what he had just done.
You stormed up to your room and packed your things. Mattia stood their in shock, realizing that he just hit a girl, his girl. He didn't mean to, the anger inside him got to him and he couldn't control himself. When he saw you by the door, with your bags in hand, he quickly rushed to you and tried hugging you, but you just pushed him back. He looked at you, sorrow visible in his eyes.

"Don't touch me".

You said. That made his world crash down. He messed up, and he didn't want you to leave him.

"I'm sorry".

He whispered. You shook your head looked at him, a red hand mark on your cheek. He regretted it, he regretted ever hitting you, ever saying those words to you, ever starting an argument that was over nothing. He cried, you shook your head at him and walked away.

The time, after it's gone.

You drove back to your mother's house, you didn't want to talk about it to your mom yet, so she let you go up to your old room. You plopped on your bed and cried into the pillow. Oh how you missed him already. He wished he could recover what had happened, but it already happened. And it can't be recovered.

There are three things, you can't recover in life:

The word, after it's said.

The moment, after it's missed

And the time, after it's gone

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