Writing down the word is harder than I ever imagined.
I love her and I don't even know her anymore.
I want to know her.
To hold her.
Make all the pain she feels leave.
But the thought of something happening to her,
hurts.
I can't hurt her again.
I look at the little piece of paper on my desk.
It reads:
You.
YOU ARE READING
You
RandomA girl and a boy. She thought she was a nobody. Little did she know that she was the boy's whole world. And he hurt her. He can't seem to figure out what to do. Then his girl is gone. Whether she's dead or been kidnapped still remains to be unkno...
