'Im so sorry' he whispered. 'Im so sorry I hurt you. Im so sorry I broke your trust.'. He looked up and met her eyes. Sorrow, despair, misery and sadness were visible in his eyes. Her heart clenched and tears threatened to spill.
'I want you to forgive me. I want you to love me. I want you to see me as you used to. I...' he looked at his shoes and shuffled a bit. He wrung his hands, shook them out and dropped them to his sides. 'I.. I love you'
'I can't.' she whispered. She stepped back and he reached out to pull her back. She turned and ran.
-An extract from a story I shall never write
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Dark Thoughts In The Dead Of Night
PoetryCOMPLETED. Prepare for depressing stuff!! *TRIGGER WARNING. MANY OF THESE CHAPTERS WILL BE DEPRESSING AND SOME WILL HAVE MENTIONS OF: DEPRESSION, SUICIDE, SELF-HARMING, BULIMIA AND SOME ANOREXIA. If that is not your thing then please DO NOT read*
