The Theoretical Truth

The Theoretical Truth

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Death. Death was a strong word. But when you've lost everyone you love to it, it becomes 'not so big' anymore. Everyone's scared of ghosts, right? Well, when death becomes 'not so big' the ghosts become more friends, than enemies. It's been a month since, since my whole family left me, to fend for myself. Then one by one there went the guardians. Not once did the family who killed themselves think about me. They didn't turn back once to think about what I would do, how I would feel when I was left alone, with no one. - “That feeling when your not necessarily sad, but you just feel really empty.” -Unknown - ©Copyright. All Rights Reserved to @LavenderAndVanilla
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"It's too much to remember everything and everyone, all pain and hurt is killing me day by day little by little. I wish I could remove all the pain and move on in my life. I wish I could find an eraser or Better a delete button, so that I could start from beginning, without any misery or pain." ......................................................................................... "Hey Eva, you know you can trust me, right? " He asked me again cupping my cheeks, I can't let him continue this. It had to stop now or it would be too late. I can't risk everyone's life specially his. If hurting him means, him being alive then I would do it without thinking. Again and again. "Eva are you even listening to me?" Noah asked moving his face closer. From this close I can even see the scar which he told me about, its just below the border line of his hair, it can be easily conceal but from this close its more real. His eyes, they are magical. I would love to look at them all the time and never get tired of looking at in them. No, I cannot do this to him, I can't be selfish, I have to do something this time. "No" I answer and walked away from him. .............................................................

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