she is waiting
at the table
she sits quietly
I sit down and hand her the journal
did you read them, she asks.
I nod
did you like them, she asks.
I shake my head.
they made me sad, I say.
because I don't want you to feel like I do.
she smiles
but that's the thing,
you needed to know I felt that way,
so we could be sad together.
I nod.
what's your name, I ask
emily, she answers
emily, I want to talk.
-Trace
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four chapters and an epilogue left
YOU ARE READING
Suffocating
Short Story{Coping: Book One} In which a suicidal boy who expresses his feelings in the form of poetry falls in love with a girl who knows all too well how it feels to have your own mind suffocate you. {WARNING: THIS WHOLE STORY IS TRIGGERING}
