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Thunderstorms clash sweetly outside, and the rain patters on the roof but numb.

You left me on read,
I think that I killed you.

And I know I was the only one you trusted with your problems,

and probably the only one you vented to,

but I still blame myself.

Because you're gone, and I was the last one who had a chance to save you.

And I didn't.

My thoughts are never calm,they slosh violently and fast, and I can never just sit in silence because everytime I have a moment of peace I'm guilty and everytime I'm not busy I can't help but be reminded of your sweet face.

You didn't deserve it. I caused everything. I'm so horrible.

So now I'll leave with you, I don't deserve to enjoy life, and friends and the sweet whisps of the salty shore.

Because it isn't worth it here without you.

I'm sorry. Maybe I'm being clingy and weird and maybe I'm an attention whore, and maybe I'm just being over-dramatic. Either way my head is going to explode. I can't think without being reminded. I can't be without you. It's hurts.

I'm a murderer. You killed yourself.

I'm sorry.

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