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Me or her..

This date must hurt to you, doesn't it?

You lost someone in an awful way. and you saw it in front of your own eyes, it hurts.

Even though weeks ago you were laughing with her.

You loved her, didn't you?

She was your everything, but now she is gone.

One year ago she took her own life because of the stupid lies and problems of other people.

It made you bitter in your heart, and hurting people for a purpose, because the girl that was took away from you.

I was one of your victims, and I knew I was.

I didn't know your story, neither you knew mine,..

For me, when I first saw you it was love. For you it wasn't, I was a girl and nothing more than that.

One night, I was sitting outside, thinking about if I should tell you what I felt.

I was weak, stupid, and in love.

That same night, you were under the same sky, full of hate and awful memories.

"She got bullied" nothing in your eyes looked the same, nothing in your heart felt the same.

One month after your love was took away, you found the courage to fall in love again..

with me, just girl you didn't even recognize as a person at first.

And I loved you, from the first time and still now you don't know how many nights I sat outside thinking what a mess I was.

I loved you from the very first moment..;

But did you forget her, the girl?

You stopped loving her?

You left it behind?

You didn't, you wanted her to come back.

Magically appear in your arms again, where you could hold her safe.

Am I now that girl, am I the girl you love and want to be with forever?

You love me for me, my voice, my body, my eyes, my laugh, my name?

You love me?

Am I the one you will hold safe in your arms, and not let me go?

Remember when I told you I needed you?

I wanted to run away with you, from my mess.

Do you remember the promise you made me?

We would grow old together.

I helped you with everything, I was there for you, I wanted to be the one you would love forever.

You knew what i've been through.. and it still hurts that you forgot what to do, how to act, you forgot what I am, how much I need you.

But have you fooled your eyes?

She is gone.

I'm not her.. She's not me,..

She is dead..

But what about me..?

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