December 19, 2017
By Anonymous

You walk away from me, pause and spit out the words-

if its meant to be, we will be together. My mind starts going, can you realy be that naive? As if the stas sparkle and align perfectly for us. As if our choices we make and the people we choose dont affect us. I want to yell and scream, we are the ones who decide our fate. Only we can bring us together. But i sit quietly and let time pass by. Tears beginning to trickle down my rosy cheeks. you start walking away and i let you. My heart breaking as the door slammed.

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