The way the room is lighted leaves an empty feeling in my chest.
The moonlight seeps through the windows, leaving a faint white glow on everything.
I'm laying in my bed. There's nothing to do. I'm left alone with my thoughts.
This is always when the loneliness gets the worst.
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In Pieces
Short StoryI didn't want to destroy him. I was afraid I would break him into pieces. And add him to the list of people I've broken. There's too many on that list. Too many.
