Hey, guys! Here's another one for you!
Disclaimer: I don't own TMI.
And my soul's a sorry state
So come on down, you're empty lovers.
Was I your knight in shining armour?
Or the apple of your eye?
Or just a step, a fucking step to climb?
She was a player, of the worst kind. But then again, so was he.
The only problem? He fell for her.
She told him she'd fallen for him, too. Hard.
She lied.
Two months into the relationship, he caught her with another man at the club.
He never knew why she always insisted on going there. He did now.
They didn't talk on the ride home.
"Clary..."
"What did you think, Jace? That we would live happily ever after?"
"No, I just thought...I don't know."
"Look, you were just someone to string along. A game I could play."
"You're horrible."
"Oh, I know. I never cared, Jace. I still don't."
"I could tell by the way you were practically having sex with that guy."
"You may be better looking than him, but he didn't want a relationship."
"Well guess what, Clary? I don't either. Not anymore. Get out."
So she did.
As he drove away, a single tear rolled down her face.
She climbed up the stairs to her apartment, her head bowed.
She kept all his clothes, all his stuff.
He kept all her clothes, all her stuff.
Eventually, he got over her. Threw away her stuff.
Eventually, she admitted it to herself.
"I love you, Jace."
So...did you like it? I'll admit, it's not my best work. But, I think it's okay.
So, an update on my life: We're, sadly, giving up my dog to the shelter tomorrow. She's become too aggressive. I'm gonna miss her a lot, and I've been feeling kinda down lately.
Also, I am in the process of writing a book. Basically, it's a journal, with poems. Depending on how many poems I crank out before I fill the notebook, the book may just be poetry. I'm not sure yet. If you'd like a sneak peek of, like, a poem, or even one of the journal entries, feel free to tell me in your review, and I'll DM you one.
Uhmm, yeah, I think that's it.
BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE,
Blaze