Club of Word No.38


“Our time is over, dear. We can keep fucking and cuddling but soon i’m gonna have no love left to give you. I don’t know who broke you so much that you don’t feel love for anyone. And i’d hoped that maybe you’d open up to me one day. But you won’t. You love the feeling of being in control and make someone scream. I loved who you were. I love who you will be. But i don’t love who you are. I wish i did. I wish this could mean as little to me as it does you. I wish i could shut it off. But i can’t. I’ll always stay as long as you need me. But i can’t feel for you anymore. I need to stop hurting and start living. And that begins with me letting go of you.”




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