Velvet Angel > Writing | WritersCafe.org | The Online Writing Community

What do you do if you are locked inside a prison, not by bars, but only by the force of your own, dark thoughts?

Of course I knew what you did. I accepted it although it was the worst you could've done

Sounding so innocent, so pure, but withholding the biggest threat he'd ever told me.

All I do is loving you, so very deeply, so very much you can hurt me more than anyone and I will accept it.

I'm wasted, I'm lonely and I'm in love. I hate you so much while loving you with everything I can.

He's enchanting, alluring. But what will follow, what comes after love if not hate or hurt?

I've always been there for you, everyday, everytime, how could I be foolish enough to believe you'd do the same for me?

There are a lot of things I never did. Lots of things I should've done. Lots of things you did to me.

I regret too much. Many things I've done and said, but Also things that were never said.

she lost herself. she found herself. all in the same place.