Bits & Pieces of Me

Bits & Pieces of Me

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"It doesn't matter if I lose pieces of myself and end up being the one broken while I'm trying to fill in the emptiness in others," she said with a sad frown on her face as she stared into the moonlit sky. The cool breeze swept by, causing little strands of her hair to escape from her loosely tied ponytail. At that moment in time, I could do nothing but admire her even when all I wanted so badly was to hold her so tightly that all her broken pieces would come together. She was as mess but she was strong and without noticing I was helplessly falling more and more in love with her. And yes, she may be a mess but lord was she a beautiful mess.
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I stroke her hair and whisper "cry and let it all out, don't bottle it up." As these words leave my mouth I can feel her body start shaking, seconds later she is crying. Clutching my shirt and crying like the whole universe is coming to an end, like her world has toppled down. She is in pain, and her pain is damn deep. But before anything else happens, she backs away, leaving my body cold and in need for her. She wipes her tears with the back of her hand and speaks, the letters heavy on her throat "I don't need you, I hate you." Her words stab me a hundred times, I wish I had died before hearing these words come out of her mouth. It is like getting run over by a truck but worse. Like getting hit with a lightning but worse. She walks away from me, and goes looking for Doruk. I watch as she finds him and leads him to the car. I don't just stop here, I move. I go toward my car and follow them. There is no going back. She'll be mine. (Sequel to In My Blood)

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