*****
Crying?
Don’t cry...
“Would you stop that bloody crying!”
Please stop…I don’t know what to do when you cry.
“You are such a goddamn loser, Xander. Anyone ever tell you that? What the fuck is wrong with you anyway?”
What’s wrong? Why do you cry?
Tell me.
Tell me.
“Fine! Just ignore me then, it’s not like I give a flying fuck.”
Please don’t turn away from me...
“But if you’re gonna continue with that bloody sniffling you do it somewhere else, got that?”
Oh God, don’t leave.
Don’t go.
Please-
*SLAM*
I’m sorry, Xan. I’m sorry. I don’t want it to be like this.
And you have no idea.
You have no idea how hard I try to reach you…how hard it is when I realise that that all I’m doing is pushing you further and further away from me
How hard it is to have to hide all the time...
How hard it is to love you.
I love you.
“Good riddance!”
Can you hear me?
I love you.
The End