Madison's P.O.V
I was so uncomfortable.
I hated myself.
My life was shit.
I was shit.
I went in front of my mirror and stared at myself before starting to cry again.
Crying was all I did these days.
I cried because I was disturbed and disappointed.
I cried because the person I loved hurt me again and I knew that I would take him back in a heartbeat.
And that was the biggest reason for my cries.
The fact that I loved him more than I ever loved anyone broke my heart.
I tried to call him a few times. Of course he didn't answer.
I felt stupid. I felt like a dog. Chasing after my own tail. Knowing I'll never get it.
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Short StoryLoving and fighting Accusing, denying I can't imagine a world with you gone The joy and the chaos, the demons we're made of I'd be so lost if you left me alone You locked yourself in the bathroom Lying on the floor when I breakthrough I pull you in...
