It was never enough for him.
I gave him all the attention I thought he needed, all the attention I had in me. But he didn't think it was enough.
I gave him my ears, my mouth, my hands.
I listened to him, gave him advice, gave him comfort.
With all that, he still expected an entire arm, a leg, a foot, and my nose if he could find any use for it.
I didn't understand what it was he desperately desired from me.
It wasn't me, he didn't love me.
He loved something about me, I can't put my finger on it still, because he has that too.
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VYTALAS
Hi , my name is Natalie & I write stories to express my pure emotions. And in the hopes that someone hears my voice and brings them back to their own. I want everyone who reads any of my stories to go onto the same adventure
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