youre_as_real _as_you_made _me (final stop)

youre_as_real _as_you_made _me (final stop)

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Jan 7, 2016
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Fiction
Romance
I wrote this at 4:30 in the morning, when my feelings are in the purest form. Without being shackled down to the bottom of my mind. I wrote this is a final form of expression to my first and only friend I would ever care for the most. Who happened to be a girl.
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He just stood there. Looking at me. The way I had reacted had put him in a state of shock. "I... I um," Every word I had learned from pre-school to now had just flew out of my mind and left me speechless. "I should go." I could tell he could barely hear the hurtful words I had just chocked out of my mouth, but I didn't care. Not anymore. I walked away. Fighting back tears. I drove all the way to my house and when I got there I fell against the cold wall. What had just happened? All I knew is that I wasn't able to think straight. My mind was clouded with memories of him. I shook my head trying to forget everything that was involved with him. But I wasn't able to forget. These thoughts were a part of me now. He was a part of me.

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