Anotherhetaliafan901

i. because who are you to tell me how to feel pain what it is to feel absolutely nothing? who the fuck are you to stay by my side all night crying asking god for forgiveness asking him to show himself and quit being such a fucking coward? who were you to ever lay a hand on me? ii. because you never stayed up like you said you did not until 6 am not tearing your own heart out for me. you lied about beauty and how much you admired the way i carried it. you know what? it was all bullshit and you were only angry because i knew the truth. iii. because i was never what you wanted - what we wanted. i was never what you dreamed of and you you were

“Okay, so I love you. Deal with it… idiota ragazza.” You’d never been more worried in your entire life. You continued to sit in that uncomfortable hospital chair, simply watching him, for hours. Though no matter how long you waited, he still wouldn’t wake up. You had no tears left, your knees weren’t shaking anymore, and your heartbeat wasn’t thumping erratically. Not like it had been during the time of the accident, of course. You sighed, and continued to watch his sleeping face. He looked so cute and innocent that way. The nurses had cleaned him up pretty well; so his body wasn’t covered