Has it really been 4 years?
4 years of constant torture from them.
Every single pain accumulated, would it all been for naught? This year especially.
It's all so scary when all this started, your first day crying beside your parents. Then the last day crying with no care where they are for you've already been used to be alone.
Has it already been 4 years?
4 years of friendship founded.
Every single laughter has been all fun and games, wish it would never have to stop.
Remembering our first hello's, it was nerve wrecking. Would we be just an acquaintance or be like siblings?
Now I won't ever want to let go, no matter how clingy as I seem.
It's nice having all of you, when they've forgot.
Thank you.
YOU ARE READING
Runt
RomanceA Diary of Thoughts. Things that occupied my brain and want to still occupy it. But sadly I've had to let go
