#imagine.

(triggering warning. I'll be safe and put it there but idk not really much)

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five in the morning.

just enough light outside too call it morning.

you're up.

you couldn't sleep

it's hurting you

to know luke puts you first

you don't want to be treated like a broken person

but that's who you become.

broken

with a heart scattered into a million pieces having one person try to glue them back together.

it's not working.

you're broken

you're hurt

nothing can be fixed.

sitting up on your bed

look down at luke

you think

think about him

and your life

it's not worth bringing him down with your mess

as you write him a note

you kiss his forehead lightly

and walking towards the front door

"you can't fix a broken girl, a broken girl just seems fixed from the outside, the inside takes more work. im sorry luke, please don't be mad at me."

you left

luke woke up

read the note you left

he wouldn't say it but he had a few tears rushing down his cheek

he doesn't understand

he might never

but you're gone

and now he's broken as well.

.

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aHa what is this even? Idk and I don't understand how I feel about this imagine it's not a good one if you ask me but yeah.

this imagine kinda sucks not going to lie, but still decided to upload it here. :) 

k bye