"Why are you acting like this?" "Acting like what? I'm living." "By ruining everyone else's life in the mean time. Do I even mean a damn thing to you anymore?" His voice is like sandpaper, scratching across the deepest part of my soul, but he's partially right. I don't care. I haven't cared in a long time. I just don't understand why he can never take a hint . . . Is it really that hard? I shift my weight from my left side to the right, my arms are crossed defensively over my abdomen as I try and take in all that's been said before hand. Not to mention, I need to learn how to explain things better . . .Right? Obviously I am not doing such an amazing job at that one, either. "I haven't ruined anyone's life, Adam. I'm finally realizing who I am . . . And I love it. I wish you could be the same." I say, finally loosening my posture up. "Right. I'm not anyone--Because I don't matter. Because our future doesn't mean shit to you." "I wish you the best, Adam. I really do, but I don't think we have a future anymore."Todos los derechos reservados
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