It wasn't so long ago, when I told you, I love you. That I told I have loved you for a pretty long time now. And it wasn't so long ago, when you turn your back away from me and told me, that it disgust you. Oh, you've never been the same, you tried to speak less to me, you were avoiding me. No matter how many times I've tried to talk to you to be near you, I failed.
Why is it, that you are like this? You should know, that I am not the type of person, who would attack you. I won't do anything. I don't need anything. I just want things to be like before. You and me to be fiends, the pair who solve crimes.
Why am I now alone, going to see the dead body of some man? You are even considering moving out. Why going so far? I just want to be near you, I don't need more than see you. But like this, I'll become greedy. I'll want to see you, I'll stalk you, just to catch a glimpse of your face. Please, don't let this happen.
Don't leave me alone.
Alone. It never bothered me if I was alone, but now, I am unable to be like that. Please stay here. Stay here as my friend, colleague or even just as a mere flatmate. I just don't want to lose you, not as a friend, not as a person important enough to risk my life for.
You are leaving, but I grab your hand and with a terrified expression I say:
"Please, just let me love you."

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antifunebracka  5. 4. 2016 17:10
Freakin creep!
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