I miss your fingertips running through my hair in the middle of the night. I miss you waking up because I can't sleep, to pull me in close. I miss when you noticed all the little things. I miss midnight conversations, and playing around on the floor. I miss your voice and the comfort it brings me when you say "it's going to be alright"
_________________________________ I wish someone would look at me and notice the bloodshot eyes by the tears that fall at night I wish someone would look at me and realize the bruises on my thighs I wish someone would look at me and sympathize on how pale I've become I wish someone would look at me and see that I'm so numb I wish someone would just look at me that would say everything I need so I wouldn't bleed. ________________________________
" you should see the way i look when i hear his name I refuse to admit i still miss him but its ok and when it quiet im screaming inside wanting a shoulder to cry on I hide it with a smile that fades quickly im good at hiding the hurt from you dont be scared i wont be scared"
I miss your voice in the midst of the night. I miss your hand in mine. I miss loopy late night giggles. I miss skin to skin contact just not being close enough for us. I miss relief from the nightmares with you by my side. I guess I miss you the most at night.
I've decided that I hate you. I hate you more now than I've ever loved you. You still want to play the victim, don't you? this is all my fault, isn't it? I drove you to her arms, didn't I? You didn't do anything wrong, right? It's not what it seems, is it? I've got the wrong idea, don't I? you want to explain, right? Too fúcking bad for all of it, because I hate you. Ten things I wish I said to you last night.
*Freedom* posted a quote
November 2, 2017 11:55pm EDT
“You hurt me,” she said. “And for the longest time, I was waiting for you to come save me. For you to tell me it was okay, and to tell me I would be fine.” “I’m just here to tell you that I did all on my own,” she said, “And I’m still here.”