i'm sorry andrew.
that i couldn't make you love me.
i tried really hard.
and i got so close.
i'm sorry andrew.
that i couldn't tell you my name.
i never knew myself to have one.
i'm sorry world.
for existing.
for wasting your air,
and food,
and sidewalk.
i never knew i was so much of a burden.
i would've left earlier.

YOU ARE READING
Him
Short StoryShe saw Him and She loved Him. ~writing this in the style of "Eve." God, I love that book.