I saw you with her in the same cafè. Smiling like she was your world.
Like she was me.
Like you never loved me.
He saw me with you.
Sad, lonely, stuck.
He wanted to free me from you.
He wanted to love me.
(This is the full story of a short story I wrote so go read that before this.)
Credits to: anxietyasfxck for the cover
This is a real story. It has me in it. He moved away but he wanted me to remember our story. And this is the only way I know how.
I grew up too fast.
This is stories from my life.
But they aren't those clichê ones you hear.
These are real, practical and sad stories.
Violet always put on a act.
She faked a laugh she faked a smile.
But she never had to with him.
But once he leave will some one else be able to take his place?
Or will she break down the wall she's been building for years and show just how broken she is.