I awake to rain.
Its 2 am.
I can't sleep.
The images of you and your friends are on a constant repeat.
The hitting and kicking.
The pain and bleeding.
The bruising.
The things you say.
The things you do.
I can hear your voice.
I remember everything you said.
I can feel your eyes boring into me.
Burning me with that icy glare.
Your hands.
Your feet.
The way they hurt me.
But I still love you.
Its one sided,
Its bitter,
And its sweet.
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Bitter-Sweet ✔️
Short StoryI stand and get the stuff for my next class. I watch you watching her. How your entire body seems to fill with compassion. The twinkle in your eyes. I watch and feel my heart breaking a little more. Second by second. Hundreds of broken peices become...
