Madason
I'm sitting . Just sitting . Looking out the window of the beach house that holds so many memories . Memories that is so happy yet so painful . Painful cause I want them to be real again . So bad . I want to wake up and everything will be fine . Everything will be like it was . Like I remember it . Like it should be .
When I had met him he turned my world upside down . In the best way possible to man kind . He got rid of the shy girl that hid behind book covers . He opened me up and now he's gone . Just like that .
Everyone says move on . That he would have wanted me to . That he won't like seeing me like this . That I have to live for him if I can't live for myself . And then they stopped . They stopped trying to get me to move from the window . They stopped trying to get me to talk . They stopped trying to get me to look at them . They would just stand by the door and wach me . Thinking I can't see them . I would hear how they talked .
My dad wanting me to see a therapist cause 'this is not healthy '.
My mother refusing case 'she has to work through this on her own . '
Mt best friend saying 'I've never seen her like this before . '
My grandma saying 'I understand her . ' Just cause she lost grandpa a few months back . But she had years with him not just three measly months . Everyone having to say something .
Don't they understand that I just wanted to be left alone ...
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Remembering Him
РазноеSummer for me was always spent on the beach reading from morning till night . I would go places without going anywhere . I would live in my own world and the real one would fade away . That is until the house next door got owners . He would take me...
