After the funeral, I only got worse.
I had stopped eating completely, stopped talking to everyone, and kept myself locked in my room for weeks.
It still only felt like yesterday you left me.
I scrolled through my gallery for hours on end looking at pictures I took of you.
With every picture I saw, it made me miss you more.
Even though I still had my family and my friends, I still felt alone.
I felt alone without you. Empty. Incomplete.
It felt like everything was meaningless without you.
Our friends kept trying to reach out and talk to me, but I would either ignore them or tell them I didn't want to talk.
I knew they were mad at me for shutting them out, but I knew they were also worried, and scared for me.
They were scared of what I was doing to myself.
They were scared of what I would do.
I never meant to scare anyone,
I just wanted to see you again.
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double update cause this one is super short😰
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✔︎|Blue Hour (Jaywon ff)
Short Story"Dream a little dream of me" Started- 5•18•23 Ended- 6•8•23