Hollow||

Hollow||

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"It's not fair that I have to sit here, and aimlessly wait on you. I don't even know if your coming back, but I still wait!" I screamed at him before running inside and slamming the door behind me. Looking back, I can see he's standing out in the rain throwing rocks at the concrete. I can here him muttering some words, but he's too distant for me to hear clearly. After about an hour I look back to see him sitting on my curb, "Babe, I'm sorry. I'm sorry I never text you when I leave, im sorry I leave for so long. Im sorry I'm horrible at being a boyfriend. I'm so sorry." He whimpered as he turns to look at me. "I know, it's just that I miss you, and I feel like you don't care. Mason I don't think you understand how much you really do mean to me," He approached the door, not breaking eye contact with me. "without you, I'm hollow."
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