Perfectly flawed creations of His.
“You love me but you don’t mind losing me” “You don’t wanna fix you ? So you’re okay with how much pain every word gave me” “Let’s fix you together, you’re only 23” He became silent and I saw the vacancy through his eyes. The sparkles in his eyes gradually dims. “Are you mad at me?” I asked. “No” he replied as he turns to his other side; back facing me. “Are you mad at me ? Are you sure?” “No” this time with less upset but more gentle in his tone. Obviously he was lying but I can only assume he was trying his best to convince me. “If there’s anything you’re mad about, please tell me” Thats when he finally spoke his thoughts. Explained his disappointment towards me in that moment. Truthfully, I expected it but I was not the slightest mad instead I was thankful that he was honest. As always, he is vocal about his feelings. So I explained. “Dear, I didn’t say any of those to hurt you or guilt trip you. It’s something real out there. As much as ...