Lilla's P.o.v
I stepped into my room looking around,
"What did i do to deserve this" I sighed pulling at my hair. The picture of Oliver i taped to the wall was still there, i made my way over to it and ran my fingers over it, when i reached the bottom i ripped it down. For me this was a sign that it was really done. The whole thing dead and gone.
"Why does this hurt so bad" i yelled punching the wall, For the fifth tone today i cried. But this time it was different . This time it was longer. This time it wasn't because he hurt me. This time it was because he was gone. He wasn't going to be there to make me feel alive. He isn't coming back.
"I still love you" i whispered as i knelt to the ground. As i sat there i wondered why he would do that. Why he'd place his lips upon another.
"Because your ugly" My mind shouted
"I know" i replied
"And stupid"
"i know"
"I'd even say un-lovable"
"so would i"
"He doesn't , never has never will live you"
"LIAR" i yelled outloud "HE DID LOVE ME"
Great I'm argueing with my self.
I
Have
Officially
Lost
My
Mind.
