Smoke // M.C.

Smoke // M.C.

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As I began to sob, Michael spun me around and held my face in his hands. I tried to hold back the tears. I had promised myself I wouldn't cry. At least not in front of everyone. Especially not in front of Michael. He kissed my forehead and held me tightly as he comforted me. I held back tears and stared blankly ahead at room of people. Michael rubbed my back and hummed softly. "I'm okay." I said after a while. Michael took my face in his hands once more and stared into my eyes. The worried look on his face told me he knew I was lying. I wasn't okay. But I didn't want Michael to know that. I studied the ground. Avoiding eye contact with him. He could see through me. He could read me like a book. Just as always.
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" Dear Michael, If you're reading this now, I might be gone. Too far to be seen, too lost to be found. Each letter I wrote, Each day I have, Each time I spent. Those are for you, forever and for always........ " ------------ " Don't. Just don't. Venice. " I told myself. " I told you to stop. Why didn't you? You worthless piece of shit, I told you so. " My thoughts said. ------------ ©5soswithNiallx | All rights reserved 2014

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