Excerpts from a Book I’ll Never Write

“Fine!” she yelled across the room. “I don’t want to be your friend anyways. Just leave like everyone else always has.”

Tears streamed down her face and he looked at her with concern.

He didn’t know what do say or do, so he did the only thing he could, he wanted away.

She sank to the floor crying.

Why was she always pushing people away?

She knew the answer.

She was terrified of being hurt, so she pushed them away before they had the chance to hurt her.

It crushed her soul.

She didn’t know how to love anyone anymore.

Years of being alone had taught her to enjoy her own company.

Her own solitude.

She didn’t know how to open up to anyone anymore.

Sure, she laughed with her co-workers.

But she went to bed alone.

She was fighting this continuous battle within herself.

Fighting for the urge to change while the comfort of her surroundings were there.

She looked up and saw that he had indeed walked away.

Great…another one was gone.

All she wanted was for someone to look at her and tell her that they were’t going anywhere.

All she wanted was to stop pushing people away.

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