@RandomThoughts: "Friends - "what a perfect morning for a run" Me - "What a perfect morning for sleeping more"
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I felt empty.
I felt as if a piece of my soul had just been ripped away.
I missed him.
His touch and his kisses.
I craved to stare and be lost again in those eyes.
I missed him so much that it hurt.
But it was my fault. I was the one who told him to go away and…he did.
Every trace of him was now gone, as if he had just only been a trace of my imagination.
“Everything but this.” I thought while turning my teary mess to stare at the portrait he had made for me. And his mark on my shoulder.
I was the same sobbing mess as I had been for the past four days. I had missed three days of school unable to make myself get up and
