QuothTheraven4

And I realized when I met him; He was just like all the others. An ignorant, stubborn, passionate boy with no consequences. That we were destined to ruin each other. That when we became closer he would tell me all of his deepest secrets and I would abuse them for reasons even I couldn't even explain. We would cry. He would cry because he was denying that the girl of his dreams was just another lie. I would cry for myself. Knowing that no matter how many times he told me he loved me I could never truly return those feelings. Another empath caught in the trap of some breed of monster. A monster, who could never truly understand the pain that