it had been about a week, and now i was worried. anxiety filling my lungs like water, drowning me in dread. so i ran, it was too much patience i didn't have to wait on a bus. so i ran, my lungs burning for oxygen. run, run if you care. i did, and when i got to your building i still ran. up and up the stairs. and pounded on your door like thunder.
♪♫.ılılıll|̲̅̅●̲̅̅|̲̅̅=̲̅̅|̲̅̅●̲̅̅|llılılı.♫♪
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General Fictiona short story, based around the song 'sober' by bazzi. --- in which, he questions if he'll still love you when he's sober. --- i do not own the cover, all credit goes to the original artist :)
