Midnight.
Here I am, standing in the dark; the only lights I see are the red dots on the tv, letting me know it’s still alive. The sound of burning paper calms me down, one heartbeat at a time.
-It hurts, he whispers while I close my eyes.
-I know, but it calms me down.
-You’re killing me.
-You’re killing me too, just somehow slower and more painful.
-I don’t have a choice, you’re making me hurt you, he says and his deep voice echoes inside my head. Why?
-I don’t know, sometimes you’re the only one who’s listening to me;for hours. I tried to give up on you a few times, yet I failed. We
Midnight.
Here I am, standing in the dark; the only lights I see are the red dots on the tv, letting me know it’s still alive. The sound of burning paper calms me down, one heartbeat at a time.
-It hurts, he whispers while I close my eyes.
-I know, but it calms me down.
-You’re killing me.
-You’re killing me too, just somehow slower and more painful.
-I don’t have a choice, you’re making me hurt you, he says and his deep voice echoes inside my head. Why?
-I don’t know, sometimes you’re the only one who’s listening to me;for hours. I tried to give up on you a few times, yet I failed. We
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