To him being taken. To it being sweet. Definitely to it being a ball ache. Nicolas stared at his phone and drank, until he leaned back on the wall, tears in his eyes for all that mattered.
He doesn't want me. He never says it and he takes me, but he doesn't want me.
I'm just dark and empty inside, did you know? I drag him down when he's doing so well. My fault.
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Date: 2015-10-04 09:21 pm (UTC)To him being taken. To it being sweet. Definitely to it being a ball ache. Nicolas stared at his phone and drank, until he leaned back on the wall, tears in his eyes for all that mattered.
He doesn't want me. He never says it and he takes me, but he doesn't want me.
I'm just dark and empty inside, did you know? I drag him down when he's doing so well. My fault.