To You.

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
A short story-probably better compared to the last one.

Submitted: October 24, 2011

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Submitted: October 24, 2011



To You,


Love me.


Please, i'm begging you, because I love you too. And everytime that I that I see you with her, it feels as if a thousand needles are piercing through my skin. Oh wait, scratch that out. Everytime that I see you with any damn person I feel as if a thousand needles are piercing through my skin. You go through girl after girl, and tear after tear. Don't you know how I feel everytime I see you like that? I feel hurt. As if a bullet was shot through my head. As if I were run over by a train. But wait, you think i'm just fooling around right? I know it sounds like that song, but I really do mean it. It hurts me more than it hurts you. Probably. Well i suppose so, because how am I supposed to know how a person feels? How you think, look and see the world around you. I don't know that.


But furthermore, I'm just this friend you go to to cry over my shoulder. Nothing more, nothing less. Well, at least that's how I see it. Because, 1-You only call/talk to me after something bad happened and 2-When needed you the most, you were out partying with god knows who at this random guy's place. But that's probably what I was made for. I was made for being a slave. When i'm at school, home or anywhere else, it's just "Lynn do this," or "Lynn do that.". It's really hard you know? To be treated like a goddamn slave, while being in love with you( someone who doesn't give a shit about me.). I've been there for you all my life, can't you just give me a chance? But you probably don't remember about it right? You're just too happy ebing in 'love' with some girl that will 95%-ly dump you. And what will be left of you? Well, here's a little preview-


19 March 2011


?''Cause I love her with all that I am, and my voice shakes along with my ha-?SLAM. The sound of the door slamming shut jolted me. Well, this must be interesting. "L-Lynn...Sh-she broke up with m-me" Well, that certainly shocked me. That sound was so loud, that it could probably be heard like what? A mile away. Good thing my parents were away, or else they would have sued her by now for disturbing their precious sleep.Well I didn't have an exact idea who she was, so I took off my earphones and looked up, and lo and behold, a girl with tears coursing down her face stood before me. It was you. Your hair was dishevled, possibly from running down the block just to cry over my shoulder, over something that I had predicted, for about...4 months? I knew she was going to break up with you from the start. I knew that she was just taking advantage of you. But no, you didn't listen. Just like how I didn't listen to my grandmother when she advised me to never fall in love with someone stupid. ( Of course I knew what 'that' kind of stupid meant) , but no, I had to fall in love with you, idiot.




*Sigh* And that was about the sixth time that that happened. But that's just a prediction. I don't reallly know if your relationship will work out or not. But if it does, congrats. Really I do mean it. Trust me. Okay, maybe I'll be kind of sad at the end but yeah. That's one bad thing about me. I just let things be. Even if I don't have your heart, even if my heart will have to be broken several times, I won't rage out in the open. I only do that on paper, or something. People say that I'm easy going, guess I'll just have to deal with it. 

Love, Lynn






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