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Never…
She cried harder as she collapsed to the floor. The more she thought of him she sobbed, her form shaking in the dark of night. She thought how useless these feelings were when she knew the outcome of it all. She knew she couldn't him. She knew he could not love her, would not love her. Not in any way shape or form. He may care for her yes, but love her? The answer? Plain and simple. NEVER. Never would he hold her in his arms. Never would he cry tears for her. Never would he ever in-a-million-years see her in a different light than she the subordinate and he the superior.
These words resounded in her head over and over again. Never… never… never.
The weight of her heart was too much for her to handle. She slid her body to the floor as she lied with her stomach pressed downward. Her heart felt as if it were being torn from of her chest. She could almost see the blood pooling on the ground around her.
Alas this was not so. There was no blood. There was only pain, despair, agony. She couldn't take it anymore. She wanted him to love her. She wanted to see his eyes. The cold black depths of his eyes. Her body racked her frame as she lied there in her misery bawling on the carpet of her room.
Never would he see the true her. Never would he see her cry. Never would he know her true feelings for him.
Despite her heart being so heavy, she pulled herself off of the carpet, wiping her tear-stained cheeks as she did so. As she stepped into the shower the words of earlier echoed in her head.
Never… never… never…
Rizahawkeye21
A/N: Hey everyone! I'm sorry this is a bit dark but I was reading another story and this is what I felt about it. anyways im gonna try and update 'Dwelling On the Past' tomorrow. Forgive me if I don't. I hope you find this rambling to your enjoyment. See ya!