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[Whats wrong?]
Minutes pass. They seem like days.
[Nothing.]
[Doesn't seem like nothing]
A useless hour passes. I wait. A million things are going through my mind as I wait for him to return my text, if he will at all. I'm dying here. I don't know what to think.
[I don't want to see you anymore]
A look hits my face that I'd imagine matches the echoing thud of my heart falling into my stomach. Tears fill my wide eyes and the color of my normally pale face deepens into crimson red. I don't know what to do. I thought he loved me. I thought I'd be his forever and ever. I thought he wanted me to be his forever. How could he have stopped loving me? Where is this coming from?
I'm frozen.
I'm absolutely panic stricken.
What am I going to do?
[What? Why?]
What am I going to do?
I thought you loved me.
[Its too much. I never see you. I've grown away from you]
[You can't be serious]
He can't be fucking serious.
[I just don't love you anymore]
But I still love you, can't you see?
I still live every day just for you.
How can you leave me, just like that?
Why would you abandon me?

I dial the phone, frozen still. Still ready to break, tears aching to spill. I can't let them. I have to talk first.
Ring one.
Pick up.
Ring two.
Oh, please pick up.
Ring three.

"Hello."
I can't speak. I'm too afraid of what I'll hear back. I'm too afraid of what I will say.
"Hello?"
I break anyway.
"What the fucks your problem??? I didn't do anything to you, how can you just leave me? After this long, after all the effort..."
My voice is cracking and I'm sobbing. I don't know what to do. I'm loosing control, I can barely even breathe. I thought he loved me. I thought he cared about what happened to me.
"How can you just forget me?" My voice becomes dead. "You're just like the rest, aren't, you?"
Static takes over the phone line. I can feel his hate. I can feel how annoyed he is with my pleas for forgiveness. Forgiveness for I crime I wasn't aware I committed.

I'm sorry. I am so, so sorry.

I'll do anything, just don't leave me.
Oh God, please don't leave me here by myself.
I just can't handle that.

He hangs up his phone, and I, in turn, drop mine.
I can't move I can't cry I can't speak. I just have no idea what to think. I'm all alone now.
I don't remember ever feeling this lonely and afraid. This hopeless.

What will I do now?

Then my eyes open, and I find there to be tears in them.
Was it real?
No. It couldn't have been.
I'm in bed, I was in some gloomy basement a minute ago.
I pick up my phone to see if the texts are still there.
Nope. The only one there is a new one, simply saying:
[Goodnight. Love you!]
I sigh deeply and flop back down on my bed, still aching with the torturous thought that it might have all been real.

I'll check a million times today.

Description
[Whats wrong?]
Minutes pass. They seem like days.
[Nothing.]
[Doesn't seem like nothing]
A useless hour passes. I wait. A million things are going through my mind as I wait for him to return my text, if he will at all. I'm dying here. I don't know what to think.
[I don't want to see you anymore]
A look hits my face that I'd imagine matches the echoing thud of my heart falling into my stomach. Tears fill my wide eyes and the color of my normally pale face deepens into crimson red. I don't know what to do. I thought he loved me. I thought I'd be his forever and ever. I thought he wanted me to be his forever. How could he have stopped loving me? Where is this coming from?
I'm frozen.
I'm absolutely panic stricken.
What am I going to do?
[What? Why?]
What am I going to do?
I thought you loved me.
[Its too much. I never see you. I've grown away from you]
[You can't be serious]
He can't be fucking serious.
[I just don't love you anymore]
But I still love you, can't you see?
I still live every day just for you.
How can you leave me, just like that?
Why would you abandon me?

I dial the phone, frozen still. Still ready to break, tears aching to spill. I can't let them. I have to talk first.
Ring one.
Pick up.
Ring two.
Oh, please pick up.
Ring three.

"Hello."
I can't speak. I'm too afraid of what I'll hear back. I'm too afraid of what I will say.
"Hello?"
I break anyway.
"What the fucks your problem??? I didn't do anything to you, how can you just leave me? After this long, after all the effort..."
My voice is cracking and I'm sobbing. I don't know what to do. I'm loosing control, I can barely even breathe. I thought he loved me. I thought he cared about what happened to me.
"How can you just forget me?" My voice becomes dead. "You're just like the rest, aren't, you?"
Static takes over the phone line. I can feel his hate. I can feel how annoyed he is with my pleas for forgiveness. Forgiveness for I crime I wasn't aware I committed.

I'm sorry. I am so, so sorry.

I'll do anything, just don't leave me.
Oh God, please don't leave me here by myself.
I just can't handle that.

He hangs up his phone, and I, in turn, drop mine.
I can't move I can't cry I can't speak. I just have no idea what to think. I'm all alone now.
I don't remember ever feeling this lonely and afraid. This hopeless.

What will I do now?

Then my eyes open, and I find there to be tears in them.
Was it real?
No. It couldn't have been.
I'm in bed, I was in some gloomy basement a minute ago.
I pick up my phone to see if the texts are still there.
Nope. The only one there is a new one, simply saying:
[Goodnight. Love you!]
I sigh deeply and flop back down on my bed, still aching with the torturous thought that it might have all been real.

I'll check a million times today.