'Three years ago. It was only three years ago when I first saw you. I stopped breathing and stumbled as I talked to you. You helped me figure everything out, not that I like what you helped me figure out, but you sure as hell did. That's it, you just walked on in and stole my heart and my innocence, same day too. This may be really creepy, it may also come off as really sweet but I remember the way your lips tasted and the smell of the perfume you were wearing that day. You really opened my eyes, you made me realize it wasn't just guys I was after, you made me realize why anyone would even want to kiss a girl. Your lips were softer than a blanket full of clouds dancing into a memory foam daydream and next to you I was just a pillow filled with bricks on a wooden floor. You made everything so perfect, so crisp, so clean. And now you're gone. -Lenox, the living, breathing, crying fuck up'
Talking to the dead is fun, when you're in love it's even better. I stayed up till four writing you this, I hope you're happy! You didn't need to kill yourself, I thought for sure I'd be the first to go.
YOU ARE READING
Leo Hatch
Teen Fiction"Beautiful girl" she whispered into my ear. "If only you knew" I replied, wishing I was dead. "If I only knew what?" She asked, still whispering, a bit more a alert than before.
