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12 am
He walked away.
And it hurt when he left.
It continues to hurt even after he's gone, because I can still feel his lips pressed against mine, his strong arms holding me. I even miss how the word 'kitten' rolled off of his tongue like silk.
It hurts and I don't know why. He was never mine in the first place... But, God, I wish he was.
'Stop thinking about him, it isn't worth it.'
Looking at the male figure sitting to my right, I said,
'Jason, what did Jonathan mean...?'
Jonathan turned to the side and laughed.
'You're going to end up dead.', he pathetically said.
Taking a deep breath, Jason's head hung low, contemplating whether or not to tell me.
After Nicholas left me on the street, I broke down crying. Jason was out for a smoke and he happened to hear me ho
