probably when i realized how truly liking someone a lot felt like, it all came together
i said if you were to walk out the door and leave the house, i would be done. i said this as tears poured from my eyes. i didn’t just say this. i yelled. i yelled and cried and screamed and cursed and said if you were to walk out the door and leave the house i would never talk to you again. i fell to the floor as you continued to walk past me, suitcase in hand, briefly pausing to say, “whatever.” i told you that if anything were to happen to me, it would be your fault. you said, “whatever.”
i don’t think i’ve ever felt so fucking small in my entire 18 years of living.
soon to be 19