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maybe sitting on my bathroom floor isn't as bad as I thought. I lean back against my bathtub, the feeling of cold tiles against my bare skin. my mind wants to think my body wants to move I want to run and scream but I am numb. I close my eyes feel tears tracing my cheek I don't want this I don't have a choice. I don't think of you or her or us I don't think of anything. the tiles are so cold they burn my fragile heart and skin your touch still lingers like mascara stains my face. you aren't here, you never will be but don't you understand that I can't take this I never could. you need to decide if you're here or not if you're hers or not if you want me or not.
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May 4, 2018
May 4, 2018 at 12:24 PM UTC
and so you see
maybe sitting on my bathroom floor isn't as bad as I thought. I lean back against my bathtub, the feeling of cold tiles against my bare skin. my mind wants to think my body wants to move I want to run and scream but I am numb. I close my eyes feel tears tracing my cheek I don't want this I don't have a choice. I don't think of you or her or us I don't think of anything. the tiles are so cold they burn my fragile heart and skin your touch still lingers like mascara stains my face. you aren't here, you never will be but don't you understand that I can't take this I never could. you need to decide if you're here or not if you're hers or not if you want me or not.
#her#love#hurt
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alyssaadams
May 4, 2018
May 4, 2018 at 12:24 PM UTC
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