Guns and Love - Part 2
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on stepping into relationships *a series* --part two

Guns and Love - Part 2

It took you exactly

It took you exactly two years,

It took you exactly two years, two months

It took you exactly two years, two months and two days

It took you exactly two years, two months and two days to decide that you didn’t love me anymore

It took you exactly two years, two months and two days to decide that you didn’t love me anymore that you’re tired of this ‘game’ we’re playing.

I have grown complacent in my stance

i have grown complacent in my stance that when you aimed

i have grown complacent in my stance that when you aimed and fired

i have grown complacent in my stance that when you aimed and fired and took a shot

i didn’t even have a chance to react

i didn’t even have a chance to react or shield myself

i didn’t even have a chance to react or shield myself or jump out of the way

bullets of

bullets of ‘I don’t love you anymore’

bullets of ‘I don’t love you anymore’ and

bullets of ‘I don’t love you anymore’ and ‘let’s break up’

broke my flesh

broke my flesh shattered my ribcage

broke my flesh shattered my ribcage and pierced my heart

as I lay there bleeding over remnants of our time together

as I lay there bleeding over remnants of our time together gasping for air, broken sobs tumbling out my mouth

as I lay there bleeding over remnants of our time together gasping for air, broken sobs tumbling out my mouth our pictures fading fast

as you deleted me

as you deleted me out of your feed

as you deleted me out of your feed out of your life

you looked down at me lying broken on the floor

you looked down at me lying broken on the floor and you tossed the gun I gave you

you looked down at me lying broken on the floor and you tossed the gun I gave you two years, two months and two days ago

i asked you why

i asked you why you said ‘it’s not you. It’s me.’

you bent down and wrestled your gun out of my hands

you bent down and wrestled your gun out of my hands i didn’t want to let go

but I was too weak

but I was too weak, too hurt

but I was too weak, too hurt and just when the world is fading fast

you succeeded in taking back what is yours

you succeeded in taking back what is yours and left the room

now I have nothing

now I have nothing of yours to keep

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