TheWalkinDude

Lately I have been completely miserable because of the girl I love walking all over me. You only have my biased word for it but I have done nothing wrong, nothing to deserve being treated so badly. I'll spare you the details, I just came on here to post a very short story I wrote a few minutes ago to channel all the hurt and humiliation. She's never going to read it but some of you guys might like to:


Joan of Arc, I came knocking on your door. You were sick in bed. September.
I wish I could thank you, Joan of Arc, but the cold stole away my lungs. I would have chased after them but you were sick in bed, and I couldn't leave your door. I never cared much for lungs anyway. October.
Where's your grace, Joan of Arc? Where's the fire? There's no longer any guards at your door. But I'm here now. November.
I would have come sooner but I lost my legs somewhere in my sleep.
December.
January.
Where to now?

K-Wise

I like it a lot. Especially these couple of lines..

It really sux to give and not even get a thank you or get nothing in return. Good luck in the future man. Talking about that sort of thing could really let you know where the relationship is going too.

Asta!!

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It ain't goodbye, it's see ya later! I'll miss you guys! - Asta!!