chapter twelve.

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Have you ever felt like you were cursed? 

That is how I was feeling. Every day. 

I was trying to find a reason for all my failures. Why could not I feel something for the hearts were beating for me and I was fucking all it up?

What was wrong with me?

"I am scared of attachment." I confessed. 

"Why?" he asked. 

"Because the moment I realize I am attached, I get fucked up over and over.I start to love, I start to care and I start to forget myself. I fight so hard with my feelings. My heart does not let me love people anymore."

"Yet you are here with me."

"Yeah, unfortunately. Everytime I touch another skin, everytime I kiss someone else's lips, I feel your presence somehow. That is scary."

"Maybe we are destined to each other, somehow."

"Yeah, people who are destined not to be together." 

"That is right. I do not want to hurt you, that is why I leave every time."

"I do not want to get hurt, that is why I take a step back every time." I said. 

"Then I come back, to heal your wounds, every time."

"Yeah, you are the cure I need, and also the poison in my veins."

"I know. But how is it gonna end?"

"You are gonna find a girl, you will fall in love and eventually you will forget that I even exist."

"I can never forget you."

"You will."

"You would forget me earlier. "

"Maybe." I said. 

He held me again.





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