Seeing him near me, everything just went flashing through my head. But I promised myself that I would have nothing left to deal with it.
My heart aches.
And he was there. Once a golden light now a blockade necessary to pass through. A wall I need to get over with.
The back of his head was refreshing and familiar...
But no. I have to stop. Maybe, I'm saying this just to calm down myself but I still can't forget him.
Calm down.
Inhale.
Exhale.
Inhale.
Exhale.
Get your composure back to your best you.
No. I can't.
Seeing him, I just need to force myself.
And no one ever told me this is going to be painful as to how it is time-consuming and emotional.
His pimples.
I could never forget them. The bumpy cheeks, the blushing face with no malice in it.
But no...
But I can't stop too.
I should...stop.
I should calm down.
Calm down.
Calm down.
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Emotion Speaks: Illusions and Aches
RandomA collection of short literary works about emotions springing to life through words of a broken-hearted writer, one-sidedly loving a single man through years of admiration. Mixed works of real and imaginative words, scenarios will always give you t...
