Sleeping At Last

Quotes. Boys. Parties. Music. Alone time. Holiday Smell. Tumblr. Heart to hearts. Venting. Laughing. Alcohol. Sleep.

Whenever I see you look at her, or smile at her, or even just talk to her, I can physically,physically feel my heart being ripped to shreds. I just feel like someone punched me, hard, right in the gut. I can’t breath for a few moments. I go pale. I shake a little. A second later, I’m composing myself, straightening up, plastering my smile back on. When all I want to do is die.

Seeing you with her literally kills me a little bit. I don’t know if you guys are romantically involved. I don’t know if she likes you. I don’t even know if you like her. But today…I’m still shaking from it. It was enough to make me want to cry. It took me a few seconds to get myself back together. It scares me, how easily you unhinge me. And how easily I forgive you.

Is liking someone supposed to be like this?

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