Colors - l.h.

9. brown

Journal Entry #9

11/23/15

i talked to michael for two hours and a half over the phone today.

i really enjoyed it.

we talked about dumb things like how all of the leaves on the trees outside were now brown.

every once and a while i had to do a reality check, remind myself that he has a girlfriend.

he's straight.

my idiotic grins caused by him faded to a frown.

he thinks we're just friends.

nothing more.

probably ever.

a sob escaped my mouth before i could stop myself.

he stopped talking immediately.

he asked what was wrong.

i said nothing.

nothing came out.

literally.

i heard a feminine voice in the background.

michael sighed heavily.

i told him that i had to hang up because i had something important to do.

when in reality he's that important something.

you're just a journal, i don't expect you to get that.

all i've been doing all day is lay in my dumb bed.

i'm tired of life.