"Hey."
"Hi."
"How's life?"
"What do you want?"
"Zayn–"
"Just let's get straight to the point. What do you want?"
"Fine."
"I need someone to talk, okay?"
"Yeah? And I wonder where were you when I was the same as you are right now.."
"Actually, I want you to know,"
"I'm happy without you."
"Wow."
"You said that. You just– You did say that."
"I mean,"
"Wow, just wow, Liam. I feel privileged to know about that."
"Great."
"You okay?"
"Fuck no."
"I thought you wanted me to go?"
"Yeah. You thought."
"Then? I have fulfilled what you did wish."
"I wished you to come back. I wished you to think about me as well. And I wished to realize that everything is not about you."
"You're not the only one who's hurting, Liam. There's still me right behind you. All you have to do is just turn around."
"How could I turn myself around when I've been dreaming what's in front of me?"
"Then, stay."
"At least we're both not going somewhere."
"That's all what you want, but not what I need."
"You want us to be on the same page, but you're not even telling me a single reason why."
"I need to know that you are truly worth my time."
"I've wasted mine whenever I waited for you to reply my messages. I did use to. The whole fucking goddamn time. And I wasn't mind at all."
"The next time we're talking, you should really blame yourself."
"You are a problem with problems and I know I wasn't mistaken."
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CHARCOAL - ziam
FanfictionThe aftermath of a young poet, Zayn and a not much younger doctor, Liam's affair. - - - - - - - All poetries are originally written by the writer.
