I find myself in bed but still, after several hours, not a wink of sleep. I can't stop playing the thoughts in my head, memories? Its all a blur and I can no longer tell.
I remember a girl i wanted so badly to befriend, I had let her in, told her my secrets, and she gave me advice I didn't wish to here. The problem was, i loved him by then, and I needed to keep telling myself the lie, that there was a chance for us, that he could come around. I needed to believe that him hiding me was all in my head.
This is a short unedited snippet from my short story im working on
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