It ain't me.
It ain't me. pain stories

navynohwal30 a simple storyteller
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She is pretty, gorgeous and famous. Just like you.I will never win over her.

It ain't me.

by Navy⚓

Why do you do this to me? Is it that hard to see that it rips me apart. When you smile at her i feel my face burn.

When she holds your hand and cuddles into you. It makes my skin prickle.

Your arms were once my paradise. Do you remember how easily i melted in them? Now its all gone.

You look at her like she has a halo around her head. Like she is the one that keeps you bound to the earth.

where are all the promises you made me? They are all faded like the silky ombre of her hair. Doesn’t the mistletoe reminds you of me?

I try to turn away, in vain, when she kisses you in the corridor. Claiming and untold claim on you.

I know i lost it. I would never be her. She is pretty, gorgeous and famous. Just like you.

I choke back tears when you claim she supports you the most. When was she when back in days when you feared clowns and everyone made fun of you? She was among them.

But now i think you should be scared of yourself. She is making a fool out of you and you are permitting her to do so.

I know me saving you will make you run away. Because she is the fairy and i am the devil. She is the rock and i m the scissors. I will never win over her.

Her fingertips tips on your back . Your lips on her neck. It all makes me insane.

Insane to the point that i gag on memories. I m bruises by the thoughts of you. Battered by the sight of you.

But still. I love you.

I will put up with my feeling. Hopefully you make it out alive. Wish it doesn't leave you and your life discolored.

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