Quiet.

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{March 23rd}

I don't have any friends.

When I left him, I left everybody. Friends, family. Everyone. I don't make plans or really keep in contact at all. I don't remember the last time I've spoken to them, or anyone for that matter. I don't even talk to myself. If we're being completely honest I don't remember what my voice sounds like. I just write everything in here. I guess the term for that is a selective mute.

That didn't matter to me though, I didn't want to talk to anyone anyways. They'd just want me to open up, and they'd ask too many questions.

'Where you from?' 'Do you live alone?' 'Are you okay?'

Pointless conversations that make me think more, more about the one person I already think about too much. So I just stopped talking, and now it's hard to even begin to think of how to form a sentence. And the truth, I never ended up making much sense. If I said something wrong, I'd have to backtrack and explain what I really meant.

I hate talking.

There's no need for words.

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