I looked at the note and i tried not to cry for i knew when i was writing that note a piece of me died,
It was that night that i believed all your lies and all the words that you said, that i was always messing up everything,
I was such a miracle turned into a nightmare you would said, so i curled in the corner and burred my head, and it was your voice repeating repeating repeating im my head,
and it was that night that i cried myself to sleep with my arms wrapped around the pillow pretending it was someone who cared about my tears, about my pain, about my fears,
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