i've been thinking about the what if's.
what if PS hadn't told me?
what if it happened while i was at school that day?
what if i wasn't so sensitive?
what if ML, SN, and J weren't there?
what if i was all alone to deal with my spiralling thoughts?
what if nobody was there to comfort me?
and most worryingly of all...
what if S didn't realize what i meant at that time?
there was SECONDS between me saying those three words and S running in and saving me. there, i said it. you saved me, S.
and then there could've been seconds between me saying those three words and... yk.
it's surreal to think about the fact that i could've died, had i not been snapped out of those thoughts.
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thank you to everyone who's shown me support regarding this. i don't care if you were there for the initial day or not, as long as you showed me support... that's all i care about.
YOU ARE READING
potato randomly half-venting?
Poetrysometimes positive, (actually mostly cause i don't like bothering people with my problems-) and also expect a LOT of admiration towards people in this-
