Teen Ink

Summary: It was like a cold casket, freezing me so I could die in misery. The memory of the one I loved, engraved into my heart. I loved him, and I knew that with every fiber of my being. He betrayed me, and yet I still loved him. Nothing could stop my heart from that knowledge. He didn't want me, so I lay here, until time, and the cold undying truth takes my last breath." ~Alyxandra Martina