Idle Town
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~"Val, I know that. I know I've changed. But maybe it's the best for both of us. I've been told I'm just a waste of space. And maybe they were right. Maybe I am just a waste of everyone's time. I might as well just not be here anymore. I mean, it would make everyones lives better, right?" Val watched in awe as these words spilled out of my mouth like fucking Niagra Falls. I didn't think she cared. Nobody cared. I was about to just turn around and leave, like everyone wanted me to. Until I felt Val's arms wrap around me. I fell into the embrace, as I felt her tears fall onto my shoulder. She was crying. She was actually crying. Then, I knew she really cared. My world fell into a dream. The kind of dream you never want to wake up from.
"Don't you ever s-say that. I need you here. You're n-not a waste of s-space." She said between sobs. I couldn't stop myself from crying with her.
"Oh my god. Val I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I love you so much. I need you too. I'm sorry I'm always going to be here don't worry it's okay."
Someone really cared about me.
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