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Contained

Contained

RoseHoran2
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"I'm done!," "Done?," He asks weakly. "DONE, Harry, I'm done! With you! With us! With trying to fix this fucked up relationship, And your fucked up life! All you're doing is dragging me down with you, And I can't let that happen, I'm so tired of this, Of trying, And trying, And getting my hopes up, and thinking that maybe one day, You MIGHT actually change for me, And get your shit together, But you've broken that hope, its gone, And i'm gone, Bye Harry," I say as I try and hold in the tears but end up doing a really shitty job. "No, Alex don-," He trys to rush the words out, And begins to make his way towards me, Standing by the door. But I cut him off and put my hand up to stop him. "No, Harry, I'm sorry, I can't do this anymore," I say in almost a whisper, And turn to open the door, To leave. "Alexis! Babe, Plea-," "Don't. Just stop, And don't follow me," I reply harshily, And slam the door in his face.
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