"ʸᵒᵘ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ʰᵒʷ ᵐᵘᶜʰ ᴵ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ʷⁱˢʰᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʸᵒᵘ'ᵈ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ᵐᵉ ᵃˢ ᴵ ᵈᵒ"
"I was always there for you,
holding your back so you wouldn't fall.
I should've put more effort into cherishing you after all."
I wrote books of you and me but it faded away before you could see.
lıl.lılı.ıllı.ılılıılıl.lılı.ıllı.ılılıı
"Hey don't worry, they'll understand you soon enough!"
"Don't cry, it's okay, it'll all be better soon."
"Go and confess, I know she'll like you back!"
Weren't I there instead of her to comfort you?
Imagining scenarios and writing them, hoping you'd read, but left before I could show you.
Why?
YOU ARE READING
𝕭𝖑𝖚𝖊 | 青
Short Story𝕭𝖑𝖚𝖊 | 青 A color, a feeling hidden deep within. One can only weep bitter tears at one's cruelty. Love not noticed. How would one feel? How would one get through the feeling of unrequited love? A friend of mine has also helped me with many lines...
