Hotelbooks Stories

| I trapped myself in a box ,I found the key but I rather it be lock| ~❤

I wrote this at 2am this morning , whilst thinking about somebody who used to bring such euphoric feeling to my life. All the nights we spent together, watching the stars and having the most uncanny conversations under the moonlight while drinking scrumpy.

These are the sonnets I should have recited back to you before you left us all, before you decided that things would be so much easier without you, and they werent. And i dont think they ever can be... And im sorry they werent. And im sorry they never will be. And im sorry i blamed you for everything. And im sorry i still blame you for everything.

"Will you help me?" Those four words will forever be what changed his life. 〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜 Can someone love another person too much? 〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜 This short story was inspired by the song "Nothing was the same", which was made by Hotel Books. I recommend listening to it after you've read. Trigger warnings: self harm, drugs, addiction, suicide. OBS! Just because I wrote this does not mean I support the behaviour shown in it.

Letting out my feelings one word at a time. Its all pure emotion so it doesn't sound great (older stuff is worse but it gets slightly better) but hopefully someone can relate and it can help someone besides me.

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What's the point on loving someone who can't see you..