strangers love || kiyoko

09; miracle

6/2/2021

Dear diary,

My life was dull until she appeared like a miracle. Instead of thinking about hurting myself and ending it all I only think of her.

Her mellifluous voice flows through me continuously like a bird swarming its prey.

I spend my mornings watching her delicately place the thin strands of black hair behind her ear or watch her nibble on the ends of a pencil in concentration.

I spend my afternoons seeing how the boys would swarm around her small frame in school, letters of confession and lust clutched in their hands as if a goddess like she would ever accept their puny self.

I spend my night thinking of her. imagining us together in the closest way. Imagining fucking her so I can be closer to the miracle that she is.

I understand she's thinking the same thing too and it must be scary for you. To have these immense feelings for me when she knows how sick must bring her pain but it'll be okay. I'll end it with her and we'll all be fine.

She's my miracle and she is all I need. Without her, I can't make it and I've told her this before. She had the cutest expression on her face when I did. She looked so shocked and had to walk away because of how embarrassed she was but soon enough she won't have to be embarrassed anymore.

I'll make it okay for the both of us.