i hadn't slept properly in days,
the exhaustion
eating
me
alive.
but maybe it was just the undying
fear the fear that you would never
ever
forgive
me.
please forgive me.
YOU ARE READING
touched ✓
Short Storystory #2 in the 'for the flawed' series. tw | abuse every night you held me. making me feel disgusting, because you were the s e c o n d to touch me. © 2014 flawed- (lowercase intended for stylistic purposes.) [Jan 16, 2015:: #2 in short story.]
