I want you and I want to be everything you want. ~ A. Gupta
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If I thought hurting her would make me feel better and the pain in my chest would ease, I was wrong. It hurt like hell to watch her blue eyes fill with tears and that beautiful face pale as she turned around and walked away from me.
My heart raced in my chest as the door shut behind her, leaving me in haunting silence with nothing but pain as a companion. And it wasn’t just physical pain that made it impossible to breathe. For some reason it felt like if I let her go this time, I won’t be able to get her back again. And it fûcking terrified me.
In that instant, my hurt and rage transformed into a desperate need to go after her, mingling with a sense of self-loathing for allowing myself to succumb to my need to hurt
