Trust is a double edged sword
I’m aware I’m changing
And the group of friends I associate with is changing too
My wardrobe is getting darker
And my hair is getting lighter
My parents are louder
School feels harder
I want to go back
I really honestly do
But it’s too late now
“And you are the riot of color to my dreamy grey world and im sorry “
His words shook as he cried and he kept repeatedly saying “I love you, I love you so much. You’re so beautiful and perfect and please don’t hang up on me. Please I love you so much don’t hang up please I won’t be able to sleep without your voice please I love you”
But on the other end of the phone I couldn’t breathe.
My face was growing hotter
And my tongue tasted of bile.
This is what it felt to be suffocated.
We bring out the worst and the best in eachother
Something’s gone horribly wrong with me ever since I’ve met him.
The past four days you’ve said you’d call me and we’d talk until one of us sleeps… but you never call and I’m tired of waiting for you so I’m going to sleep.