i found a chair.
and a rope.
you can guess
what happens next.
i wrote your name on it,
so they would know i did it for you.
it's not your fault, andrew.
i hope you find the perfect person.
anyone really.
except carrie.
thank you for all the fun i had.
though it was little,
it was enough.
thank you for helping me realize
i am not needed.
i am happy now.
thank you, andrew.
YOU ARE READING
Him
Short StoryShe saw Him and She loved Him. ~writing this in the style of "Eve." God, I love that book.