March 5
I would start this journal entry with an introduction so at least this story starts at a warm welcome. Though, I'm not a person who'd stop to smile and say 'hey' or 'how's it going' at first sight. I'd pass by without saying a word. I know how sad that sounds but I'm not a sad person myself. I just don't like talking, it creates too much sound with conflicted words. Only spoken from the lips of society.
Before you start assuming this story is one of those depressed beginnings and lonely endings well it's not and I can assure you of that. Today is a non blue day which means there's no sadness or depression following my tracks. This month is only for me and nobody else's.
As my birthstone declared that I'd have March all for myself which means I have a better chance in improving my health, living my youth, and hoping for more.
And if there's any object(s) to represent how happy I am, it has to be my phone. I know how weird that sounds but at this moment Troye Sivan never fails to sing my emotions through lyrics.
Click
I shove my phone down my pockets while I recoil the Apple earbuds that seemed to be falling apart by now.
Tap Tap Tap
If walking on a bus aisle at 12 am is not strange enough for you, then we're friends.
A backpack hanged on my right shoulder felt like it was falling off so I'd adjust and look at the blind lady to my left. Unfortunate. I wish I was blind. That'd be better than sight because sight is an outlet for young minds to witness the world's darkest colors.
YOU ARE READING
BLUE
Teen Fictionblue is a color of that is between green and violet. like the sky or the sea, blue is seen in every aspect of life. the question is, how does a boy feel blue?
