#an excerpt from a story ill never write
She lights the pictures and letters on fire and holds them watching the words burn but the feelings in her heart burn and make their position known. The words dissolve with her tears and the fire.
What a lie, a beautiful lie, the deepest one in the sea of lies looking like a beautiful mermaid. The beautiful lie that starts with love and ends with you.
and for a split second, I wanted to believe the lies and try to pretend that everything could be okay but how can I do that when the scars are cut way too deep and the love is gone.
She never thought they would become strangers. How did two people who grew up together become strangers? They learned to play together, to roller-skate together, and to spend endless nights together running around. She guesses part of the reason she hates running is that it reminds her of him. It reminds her of the sleepless nights spent running around, playing hide and seek. It reminds her of the unfinished monopoly matches and, it sucks because she can’t do anything about it. After all, it’s too late. Thus it all crumbled, and she just stood there obliviously watching the fire burn it while wondering about the reason for the ashes.
you were my everything and now I don’t feel anything for you and it scares me because I don’t know if I can ever get attached to someone the way I got attached to you
that girl has me wrapped around her finger and she doesn’t even know it. she’s the type of girl i’d hop on a plane for at the drop of a dime just to be in the same room as her — and i’m terrified of flying.
hey, it’s me. i know it’s been a long time.. a very long time. and the last time we spoke, you told me you never wanted to speak to me again, but it’s been almost 6 years and i’m still head over heels in love with you. i miss you everyday. every single day. i want back the parts of me that i gave to you but i’m pretty sure you’ve thrown them out by now, so i’m a few years too late. more than half of a decade too late, actually.
