I refuse

I hate her. I hate her vibrant simile and her beautiful long hair. I hate the sound of her sweet voice as she whispers in your ear. I hate the way her eyes glow when she glances back at you. I hate the way she respond when you call her by her name. I hate how happy you are when your with her. But most of all I hate that I will never be with you, because I will never be her I will forever be just me.


//{I feel empty, void of anything and everything.
I crave their attention, but instead I receive their rejection. Sometimes I just want to give up. Sometimes I want to cease to be. But I refuse to give into my doubt and my fears. I refuse}\\