i saw the police car outside your house last night
its been almost a week since anyone saw you, i'm surprised it took this long. actually no i'm not
i stared into those blue and red lights for so long i can still see flashes dancing in my vision
i ran hundreds of scenario over what the police said, what they had found or not found.
i couldn't sleep all night, how could i rest without knowing you're safe
i felt guilty. lets not act like you haven't be gone for months, maybe not physically but mentally i saw you fade. i should've done more.
robin you've been a ghost of yourself, a hollow vessel your ethereal soul left behind after...
after... i'm still not sure yet how to put it down in words.
i wonder if you ever did, maybe in your journal, or a tweet i dont know. i just wish i knew the words you used
you always knew what words to use,
please come back to me safely and tell me
i don't know how to write your story robin, i don't know the ending
YOU ARE READING
Robin
Short Storyrobin, you had convinced me there was beauty in this world if you knew where to look. shown me how to find joy when there was nothing to be happy about. made me believe i don't have to live for anything other than myself and that that's enough. but...
