Catch Me? «tomlinson» [in planning]

It's hard to know that everything he ever said to me was a lie. That he'd never leave my side: lie. That we'd always be best friends: lie. That we'd always be there for each other: lie. That he'd always love me: lie.

I still count down the days until we're both twenty years old, knowing that when I left he said to me, "I'll call you when we're twenty." I've been waiting for about 1,825 days, and I only have 17 left, but I'm not optimistic because I am falling into darkness, and there's no one left to catch me.

est//2.16.15

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