Please, Come Back
Summary
Okay. Empty, empty, empty. That's how I feel.
I look at my surroundings, and there's nothing I can see that makes me feel comfortable, I feel like everything's the same. If I am here or not it doesn't care. I feel replaceable. What's the point in working hard if everything is still the same? What's the point in helping you if you forget I exist after? What's the point in giving you my shoulder to cry on if when you're alright you're gone?
I suck at summarys so just read it, it's a one shot anyways
I look at my surroundings, and there's nothing I can see that makes me feel comfortable, I feel like everything's the same. If I am here or not it doesn't care. I feel replaceable. What's the point in working hard if everything is still the same? What's the point in helping you if you forget I exist after? What's the point in giving you my shoulder to cry on if when you're alright you're gone?
I suck at summarys so just read it, it's a one shot anyways
Oh, god! I just got over crying about another story, then I read this, and I'm off again! Why do you all have to do this to me? :( Beautiful btw! Xx
6/14/14