if you think about it, everyone is a stranger to you unless you meet.
when i saw them for the first time i wanted to talk to them, a lot, and for the first time i didn't think about it a lot. i walked up to them and introduced myself, and when they introduced themselves to me, they became the only thing i could hear. we talked for what felt like hours, so consumed by each other.
i should really thank my friend for inviting me to this gathering, they helped me get out of my own head. this isn't love, no, this is something much more. i'm not sure what it is exactly but just because of this one night, i finally feel free.
this stranger is alright.
YOU ARE READING
growth.
Cerita Pendeka short story, with short chapters about learning to stop loving someone, and learning to love yourself.
