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"why can't you just be happy?" he asks

"you don't make me happy..nothing does so don't feel too sorry for yourself" i reply

"it's incredibly stupid of me huh?" he says in a duh tone.

"yeah, i guess so.." i say

"if I can't make you happy...it's best if I leave." he says getting up from the crouching position in front of me.

"bye." i say quietly as he walks out the door.

that simple word, has never been foreign to me.

i feel as if i say it all to much.

'he' was a friend ,i guess you would call him that, he tried hard to bring me out of this depressed state but...it's not easy to pull someone out of that. i never agreed he just tried.

'i'll be moving again soon, so what's it matter' i think to myself as i lay on my bed and drift off to sleep.

✖️

new book. sad book. but rad book.

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