“I don’t love you anymore.” I sat there, spacing out to the middle-distance. I felt my left eyelid twitch a few times, before subsiding. I nodded. “It’s not anything you did,” she continued. “I just feel like we’ve both started growing in different directions. Drifting apart. And I know how sad you are when I’m … Continue reading Lights
i gave him your clothes and what made me smile most was that he looked better in your clothes than you ever did.
Putting myself first was never meant to be a heartbreaking thing your blue eyes surrounded by red, trying to hold back the wave and it washed over me and I was devastated for you I wanted to kill whoever was hurting you whoever was making your face twist in pain I’d kill them, I swore … Continue reading A Monsoon for a Butterfly