Spare into thin air..
Sometimes I wish people would realize how stupid they can be. How their love is not real. How they only look at the outisde and not the person inside. It hurts me inside too.
I ruined a boy's life. Because he loved me too much, because I did so many bad things. Well I can honestly say. That truely. Deeply. Inside.
I wanted to know how sex felt like. I wanted to Fuck up Kenny. I wanted to just be close to someone instead of being lonely everynight and waiting for the boy who would never come and see me. It was so hard. Even if Kenny did use me.
I miss those old days when he would come over, we would just sleep on my bed together. I would cuddle by his side, my head next to his heart, listening to the beating of his heart. I played with his hair, never wanting th moment to end. When he would crack and joke and I would get at him for it.
The days when I cried on his shoulder. I miss the days, the OLD days. When I would call him and barely able to speak, I would be crying and he'd tell me politely and caring to stop.. I really miss those days. I really just miss him. His touch, his comfort.
My true feelings. Invisible.
I love my Kenny. I can't change it. Even though I'lm telling myself to stop. Everyday.
A Broken heart sews itself.
Happy 2 years Kenny.. of knowing you. You've grown on me.
The space between is nothing. at all.
1 comment:
i wonder how many others figured it out.
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