Short Stories Compilation

Thoughts

I thought I was fine with anything.

Then it turns out that it was never fine, but I didn't have the choice but to be just fine.

I can't stop myself from thinking,

"How do you plan on keeping me?"

I don't want us as a secret.

Or me, feeling like I am being kept hidden.

But I didn't have the choice but to be just fine about it.

I learned to understand.

So I understood.

But it came to my realization that,

Being fine with everything is pretty tiring.