(A/N: Not rlly a story, more of a dialogue I guess. But enjoy! And xxAwkwardBeaniexx I'm working on your request! I know its been a while since you've commented it, but I've been working on it ever since :3. I didn't forget u.)
I told him to leave me alone...
But he never did, did he?
He stopped leaving me alone
I told him he'd get hurt. He didn't know me. He didn't know my secrets.
When he confessed his love, I just couldn't. I told him my secrets to scare him away, but it only made him come closer
I tried pushing him away, away from my core, away from my heart. But he had already gotten it when we met
But I knew it wouldn't end well
I told him about my killer, my sick disgusting burden that hung over me like a hawk. How he bullied and tortured me
I told him to stay away from him, but he went right towards him
And now, all I see are his dead, lifeless, once bright beautiful blood red eyes gushing out rapidly
And I only have myself to blame his death...
I can't live without him
I'd rather be dead
There was no one else
I hung myself to my ceiling
But when my spirit traveled, I was separated from him
Down to this sick, shit hole of hell,
While his spirit traveled freely in the gates of heaven
And never would I see him again.
Nor would he even remember me