Category : Diary/Journal

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I lay awake, my thoughts drifting through what feels like endless miles. I feel alive and dead at the same time. Loved yet hated. Alone, but at the same time with you. You. That turns into us. Us. Us turns into we. We. That turns into he. As in he treats you the way I want to. He loves you like me. He is everything I am but a better version. Then the soul crushing realization. You love him too. You used to love me, but that time's in the ground 12 feet deep, I say 12 because I've been buried on top. I see the dark close up. I breathe my last. Your hopeful glow shimmering in my dead soul eyes. I feel happy for you and I'm happy you're happy but I still wish I was the man I should have been with you and not a boy toying with your once fragile heart. I'm stuck now. Hands on my chest, sinking into my 6 foot deep tomb.