Stupid In love
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She sat there at the corner of the small room shaking and smiling at the wall, twisting and fiddling with her fingers cuddled on that sky blue scarf with a book and a pen on the ground, I watched her, her face so pale, fragile and very thin, eyes surrounded by black marks and her lips so dry.
what have I done, I made her this way, crazy, insane. The sad part of all is that I still love her, but I can't have her and there's nothing I can do to return the old Mia back. MY MIA
I took the book on the ground and went through it the words are scribbled and my name is written all over the pages.
"doctor what does this mean " I asked her psychotherapist showing her the book
" she remembers you, your name, she's recovering"
By those words said I broke into Tears
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"What else do you want me to say, Mia?" "Did you mean it?" There is a pause and I just-I feel exhausted, the kind that 12 hours of sleep hasn't been able to fix. "Hannah said I don't deserve to be loved, is that how you feel too?" She might not have said it in as many words but that's exactly what she meant. He takes my hand in his and kisses it. "Between the both of us-it's I who doesn't deserve to be loved." "Too bad you already are." "Please stop saying it!" he may not have screamed the words at me but he might as well have. "You think I am lying?" He holds my face with both his hands and looks deep in my eyes. "Mia, I will say this for the last time. I don't do love. I don't want to be loved by anyone and I will never fall in love with anyone ever. If you love me, keep that love to yourself. Please." "Why?" "This is the deal, Mia. Take it or leave it. I will give you my loyalty and my time but I will not have you telling me you love me ever again. I don't believe in love and I can't give you love. Can you live with that?" "What if I can't?"
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