Pain
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I thought it was a dream, I thought it wasn't real But pain really hurts and it's really how I feel Memories keep coming back, and so do all of the tears I hear your voice, and as quick as the smile came, it quickly disappears I don't know what is happening, because you always held my hand You said you would never let go, that is what I don't understand So many promises you made, and more of them broken Lost and confused, feels like I'm choking A lot of things I did not say Now I can't find my way I feel like a boomerang, you throw me but not only that Every time you throw me, I always seem to come back Back to you, back to pain Nothing has changed, you're still the same I cannot start over because I don't know where to start I guess that is what happens when someone breaks your heart If we are supposed to follow our dreams, why can't I follow you Because now I am so lost, I wish you were lost without me too
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"Don't you see now why we can't be together?" I whispered at the crazy boy in front of me. "Aren't you repulsed by me? Disgusted? Dis interested? Can't you just tear my heart out and leave like any other normal teenage boy?" My voice cracked. He simply shook his head. "Sweetheart, I thought I made it clear from the first time I said it," He paused, "I. Like. You." He emphasized every word, and I gaped at him. "Hell of a lot, actually, so it'd be great if you stopped being salty and liked me back." "Don't you get it?" I whispered unbelievingly, "After all that, and you still don't get why I can't be with you?" He seemed relaxed, calm. Too calm for this situation. "My life doesn't involve a guy like you, Nathan. Never did. You're not my knight in shinning armor, and you aren't going to save me. This is reality, the real world. And the real world doesn't have happy endings." ---- To me, there's are six different types of crying. One; The Breakdown. Two; The Longing. Three; The Hysterical. Four; The Broken. Five; The Happy. Six; The Inevitable." ---- This short story is very depressing, I'm warning you now. It may trigger memories, or depression symptoms.

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