"I don't like her!"
Those are the words I hear that I did not seek. My heart cut opened. Staining my mind, soul, and hands red. The unspeakable pain I felt quiver throughout me. My breath hitched and slowly passed through my lips.
The words repeat, continuously in my mind. I have these twisted feelings never leaving. Tears trickle down once more as I remember his clarity. Of course I knew of his feelings, but aloud declare leaves me shaken.
"It's alright..." I whisper. Stitches are unneeded as my heart heals on it's own. Those four words haunt my dreams, but they'll be left unmentioned. The heart is healed, the scar is covered.
"I'll be fine." I tell myself. His words may be true and may have done more damage than wants to be acknowledged, but it's alright. My heart beats swiftly for him. I smile, because the words I know are true.
But my love is still here for you.
Because I will always forgive you.
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Here We Are, But We're Still Lost
I have spilled my heart on this journal and now I am making it public. I doubt what you will find will interest you much. It's only my battered soul.
Lol, sorry, that was really angst, wasn't it?
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