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Sweat drips down my back as I force myself to do one last squat









With a heavy tired grunt, I place the bar back onto the stand






Gazing at myself in the mirror, I take in my tan flawless skin







My green glimmering eyes









My sweat soaked blonde hair













Sighing heavily I grab my water bottle and head into the shower











I should be feeling fine





Nothing more




Nothing less







But she makes it so hard







She makes it so hard for me not to be angry at her








In the shower I force myself not to cry








I force my anger to fuel my grief and despondency









I ignore her calls and texts for the rest of the night









She acts like she's the only one who needs love and affection











Before I know it the mirror in my bedroom is cracked and splintered









"Why am I not good enough for her Sophie? Why does she need others?"

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