Vmin Oneshots

S͜͡p͜͡i͜͡r͜͡i͜͡t͜͡ I͜͡n͜͡ t͜͡h͜͡e͜͡ S͜͡k͜͡y͜͡

"Thrown away again.

I've been thrown away again my love.

Why did I allow myself to feel again?

I should have learned my lesson.

First it was him, then it was her, now the one who I though would be my friend forever.

We got along so well, fun times we shared.

But my stupid feelings got in the way.

When revealed he took advantage of them, strung me along.
All because he didn't know what he wanted.
He wasn't a bad person. I know he didn't want to hurt me. He said so.

But he did.

It hurt me.

In and out, our relationship was.

He'd want me one second, give me hope.
Then the next he didn't, said he wasn't sure, he was confused. Backed out and left me hanging, thinking, holding on to the string he tied to me as he pulled it, made with the weaving threads of hope he span.

4 times.

He picked me up then left me to fall 4 times. A year he dragged me before he finally cut the final thread and let me fall completely. After many a time of pulling me back.

Each time I fell for the sureness of his words of wanting me.

But it was fake.

It was all fake.

Now hes gone with out a trace.

No ability for me to contact him.

For me to make it right and try again.

I'm too forgiving for my own good.
I still wanted to be friends, and I thought he did to. Or so he told me.

I guess that was a lie too.

The last thing he told me was to not trust people.

Assuming I did in the first place. I didn't.

I hadn't made a new friend in 2 years, since the last time I was left broken and inscure.

I let him in, I let myself trust him thinking he was good.

Thinking he would be good for me.

But no.

My trust was betrayed.

I guess I should heed his words from now on and forever.

No more open me. I'll stay closed off for good this time.

It feels strange. Like déjà vu. History repeating.

Like the last 2 years of my life have been started back at the start. My getting over the last time I was thrown away.

The darkest times of my life being replayed again. The habits I'd over come worming back into my head, the urges returning and the motivation for life leaving.

I'm so disappointed in myself.

I'm so stupid, so careless, how could I let this happen.
He apologised yet I feel like I should be the one doing so. I'm the one who started it after all, my feelings.
I think he must hate me, but Ive given him no reason t- wait, yes, I guess have, I ruined our friendship with something as preventable as feeljngs.