The Subconscious Sabateur

How many times can a heart break? Or be beaten into a pulp? How much can you love a person? How many times are you willing to rip yourself into shreds, because, as much as you'd like to deny it, you love this man-boy and you know he doesn't love you.

You can't just be friends.

You see him as your Soul.

And he doesn't.

And it's taken over your entire life.

Until you're subconsciously self-sabotaging.

And there's not a single shoulder to cry on. No one to rub it better. Physically. Because it physically hurts.

Sunday, 31/10 11:46 am

Sukaina wrote:

"Salaam. Interesting text to receive. Before I give you a time to call, tell me, what do you want to talk about? I'm not a yo-yo, you know. Are you a player?"

12:04 pm
Imran wrote:

"Ws, yes sukaina I'm a player! I thought I'd suggest it, but if your not comfortable with it, then its cool. I know you're not a yo-yo, so have no fear."

12:14 pm
Sukaina wrote:

"Imran! There you go again! You do this weird push-pull thing. I just want to know why you want to talk so I can prepare accordingly for the convo. Gimme a break!"

Static.

Again, God, why the eff have I attracted this?

Or done this accidentally on purpose?

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