I'm Still Breathing

Too bad a bridge can't reach, because we're to far apart.

ALEX'S POV.
I sigh laying in my bed starring at the ceiling. Tomorrow they are coming, with the plane if they can, something about one of the girls in the English class being pregnant. What a whore, probably one who have liked fucked a lot of guys and don't know who the father is. Now I know who I am not talking to.

I close my eyes imaginary kiddo, everything about her is so amazing, I hope I can maybe talk to her and safe something. But she won't stay with me no matter what. This is not fair that love have to be so complicated. I really hate myself for blowing up and say those things to her, I'm sure she got pretty hurt about it.

I turn around in my bed finding my cell-phone then look at my background picture. It's me and kiddo, her cuddling into me smiling and laughing. I lay the cell-phone away and stare at the ceiling, until my eyes gets heavy and I eventually fall asleep. I can't wait until tomorrow.

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