You're broken.
Lost.
Lonely.
But so am I.
I'm glad we've found each other.
I don't know what we're doing or whether I love you but now I can sleep peacefully knowing that I'm not alone anymore and that's why I need you to stay.
I realise that it's selfish of me to want that.
I'm sorry.

YOU ARE READING
Searching
Non-FictionThe incidents occurring in my life layed down in front of you to speculate. Go ahead.