nothingness, such a put together pair of 11 letters ~35~

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ᵀᵂ: ᴼᵇˢᵉˢˢⁱᵛᵉ ᵘⁿʰᵉᵃˡᵗʰʸ ʳᵉˡᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿˢʰⁱᵖ, ᶜᵘʳˢⁱⁿᵍ

ᴬ/ⁿ: ᴴᵉʸᵃ! ᴴⁱ :

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{Name}’s pov:

Explanations are useless. I get, explaining something is nice but why even make something called an explanation if you can't even explain something as simple as human feelings?

Okay, maybe feelings aren't that simple but still! Im so dumb that i cant even explain what this emotion is. Or, I just don't want to face it, even though I know what it is. I hugged my knees to my chest, nuzzling my face deeper into the cinnamoroll plushie I got from that night with Jared while looking out the window into the deep night.

Street lights showed in from below with a warm fuzzy glow, a slight breeze inviting itself to come into my apartment through my slightly ajar window.

I just got out of a relationship that I would've died for, what four months ago? 3 and a half? And now I'm questioning my feelings for my best friend.

God Get a grip {Name}.

The blush you get on your face when he does something bold is strange, and okay maybe you feel safe in his embrace, and i get it i get it, he always smells really nice and warm, but you can pass that little bitty crush aside for your own sake.

I can imagine it now, the feeling of moving in with him, it seems perfect. Being given all the love and affection in the world, all I could ask for in a guy.

But then it starts, first with him complaining whenever I go out. Then it goes to him saying he didn't like some of my friends.

Then making lies about said friends.

Being cut off from them.

Then there goes family.

Work? He already makes millions, why would I need to?

Going out? Why? You can order things online.

Why I cant open the front door from the inside without a key? He doesn't want anyone “Getting in”.

Why don't I have a key? Oh don't worry he keeps saying he’ll go get one made for me

but. never. does.

Why did I find my whole account deleted on every platform and my phone in a glass of water with my computer thrown out the window?

Idk babe probably a hacker or the cat.

Why can i only watch netflix and not cable? (especially the news) Because there are bad influences there, Don't want them corrupting me.

Why do I hear banging on the front door everyday, and why do the voices outside sound like Rebecca, dynic, Nikki and everyone else? Sales men these days are getting pretty strange.

I would be practically dead in everyone's eyes, gone, disappeared.

And i'd be manipulated, trapped, and mentally toyed with because Wilbur couldn't let anyone else think about loving me.

He’d get so paranoid about one of my friends swiping me away that he’d remove anyone. “The internet may tell her I'm bad, but I want her to stay so bad, so I can't do that.”

But then, you’d have all the love in the world from him. Every once of his being would be focused on loving me. Saying how beautiful I am, and that if he had to give up everything for me he would do it in a heartbeat.

A sickly infatuating romance that ends in death. What a lovely thing.

I shivered, imgening his hands holding my waist as he whispers in my ear softly, calming me down about how my hands were in restraints.

Oh how i wish he were sain, and how i would adore that man.

And it's not like I'm worried about him not returning my feelings, I see the way he looks at me.

The  way he always laughs at my jokes,

how he admires my smile,

how he hugs me,

how he stares at my lips when we’re close,

how he squeezes me a little too often when he cuddles.

I'm not dense.

And I can also see how a turn away blushing, how the air gets caught in my lungs when he smirks at me with that goddamn smirk.

How the flirting has gotten more intense. The Romantic air intertwined with our comfortable silences.

And I'm stuck. I don't know what to do.

..

Maybe distance? Its worth a try I guess.

But, before I do that, maybe I can have those moments of love just a few more times.

Getting lost in his eyes, entranced with the waves of his soul.

Ill wanna let myself love you, one last time.


No new keys :D

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