i didn't know what was going to hit before it happened.
no forewarning.
just a few words can break my spirit.
im trapped in a box with locks and chains, im set free for brief seconds and then i crawl back into my confined space left in his heart.
reserved for me.
nobody can take that place and, and nobody can take his left in mine.
i will always have a place for him.
i followed the rules,.
im left in a daze of guilt and compassion, wondering what went wrong.
perhaps if i stayd in solitude, and waited for his presence he'd be back for me.
no longer begging making a scab of myself.
no longger crying, i will be happy and make him happy.
he's the only thing i have, and i cant even think of him without crying.
sobbing every tear of my dreaded personality that people perposly ignore.
pacing every empty crevace of my unfufilled life without yew.
your blonde hair, wrapped around your neck.
your tall figure, making me small and insignificant.
your lips standing above my head, like the heavens calling me,
saying my name, and every sweet everything.
your warm hands, dancing with mine, secretly.
alone.
cold.
nothing,
is this how yew really want to go on?
anything, you want is yours.
if this is the case...
so be it.
but i still love you,
forever yours, Hillary.
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