to the boy who cant look her in the eye -
was she pretty? the one you loved.
was she worth the tears you had made her cry.
the endless nights when she would lay awake just staring,
at the other side of the bed that was cold.
but you say you love her and you say that you always have,
but how can she believe you when all you have ever done is hurt her.
- her
YOU ARE READING
- her (editing)
Short Storyshe loved you, the way the stars miss the sun in the twilight. endlessly. - her