It happened before and more

chana

You held me 

Tight 

I can barely move a muscle

Crying on your shoulder

“ Please..let me go”

I couldn’t picture a worse moment 

“NO! WE NEED TO TALK”

I felt the pressure closing around my chest 

I didn’t do anything

No one knew 

I loved him

Buts he doesn’t know his own strength 

  • Author: Curls (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 22nd, 2018 21:12
  • Category: Unclassified
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