Your tears on my shoulder.
Your whiny voice in my ears.
You beg me to stay, so I sit down beside you, wrap my arm around your shoulder.
I tell you everything that I wish I could hear.
I hate you so much.
You express everything that I never put into words.
An echo of my own mind.
Craving comfort I never spoke of.
I push you away, and you pull me back in.
please, just let me disappear.
Let me float away.
Stop reminding me of all the things I don't have.
That I refuse to ask for.
Why do you insist on saving me?
I never once wanted to save you.
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The diary of Seth Alexander
Non-Fictionas the title suggests, this is legit going to be my diary. and yes, most diaries are supposed to be secret, but I have always been an open book. I like to pretend to be mysterious, but the people around me will all tell you that I am someone who do...
