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THIS WOMAN IS MY LIFE
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Feelings
So I wrote this a few weeks ago but I got stuck in the middle and I dont really know how to continue with it. Any thoughts or suggestions?
“I don’t love you anymore”
Five words. Five words that aren’t supposed to hurt you the way they did.
You shouldn’t be surprised. You knew this was coming. So why, why does it still hurt the way it does. Why does your chest tighten the longer you stay quiet. Why can’t you get yourself to speak?
Why does your mouth feel like it’s full of cotton? Why does it feel like someone just tore a part of your heart out then continued to shoot it with a machine gun. Why is the pain so unbearable?
You can’t speak. You don't hear the panicked words the elder boy yells at you while he tugs at your arm. You can’t feel anything other than the unbearable pain in your chest. The blonde boy in front of you is getting blurrier, why is he getting blurrier?
What is the weird wet thing on his checks why can’t he move why can’t he speak why is everything so blurry.
Why why whywhywhy whywhywhywhwhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhwywhy heys shsyhs whehhsbsh
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A beep.
It’s a muffled sound but it’s there. It’s there and that’s all that matters.
At least you can hear something.
You want to hear more.
You need to hear more, to feel, to see. To be human again.
You try to reach out in the darkness. You try to walk towards the direction of the sound but you can’t move.
Fuck. You can’t move.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
You should be able to move. You can hear again so why why why why
WHY CANT HE MOVE
“-ung”
Another sound. A voice this time.
You can’t make out the words but you can hear the tone of voice.
It’s a boy, hopefully. He’s sad, why is he sad?
Is he in the same situation you’re in, is he lost like you are?
You need this. You need to find him. To save him
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