When I was sad, the fluff would come cuddle with me and lay his head under my neck. When I was happy, he would walk between my feet. He didn’t like taking baths, so I’d sneeze and cough. But the love he gave off was worth it: the love he gave me and nobody else did. The love that was pure, it was comforting....
“If I pay you will you be my friend for a week” is what I said to the guy walking on the street. Only a week I asked, a week to make me feel important. A week of friendship I knew would end, but still I’d love to have the company. I’d love to have the attention, no I wouldn’t get too attached is what I’d tell myself. My heart aches of loneliness and I’d pay this man to be my friend for a week. Sev...
Waking up with you not in my bed anymore, beside me. It’s difficult, something I’d never dreamed of happening. Waking up from the fantasy of what we could’ve been if , if , if. Waking up and realizing I did this, waking up and regretting the love I gave you. Waking up and realizing it’s all my fault....
Nights alone seem kinda bad. But the way you treated me really made me sad, so every time I lay up in my bed after that. The feelings turn into just mad. All the love I gave you and it just was sad how you ended up having the feelings of lust, but I’m kinda glad that I didn’t give you much....