Alyssam13

this misery is so sweet. the taste of turmoil on my tounge pulls me in at my weakest threatening to endure as invisible strings attach to my sinews and reduce me to a dancing marionette. a sickening aura of zealous altruisticity is all i know within the confines of our little world. i long for you to understand. yet when the walls fall down and the ties are cut, i almost wish i was the marionette again.

Prologue Love does not exist. That's what I'd always told myself. I was prepared to be alone forever. Until he came along. I ran away and he chased me, and no one had ever done that before. I was broken and he fixed me. He made me feel worth it, like my parents never did. He was the one I ran to at three AM when my dad passed out drunk in my bed after throwing up on his couch. He was the one who kissed my scars and held me and told me I was beautiful. He was my everything. I know that a clean break heals a lot faster than a shattered bone, but he showed me that it works the same way for hearts. He taught me that sometimes it's better to

i remember not speaking. the silence was loud enough for the both of us and my thoughts could not be spoken. i just wanted to be surrounded with you to be isolated in the moment infinitely.