I never mean to actually publish these you know? I write them and then I leave them sitting here and I tell myself "that's good enough." Or "You don't need to actually put them out there, if you just write it down you'll still feel better." But then when I feel really bad I just read stories and listen to music and I find myself updating this. I think it's because I like thinking that maybe, just maybe, you'll come across this short story about untold thoughts. I like thinking that you'll be bored and open it and begin reading it, that you'll realize it's me and start to understand the way I feel about all of this. Not because I want you to know how sad I am or any of that, I want you to read it because I feel like I owe you an explanation. I think the way I just stopped talking to you was so wrong and I owed our friendship so much more. I'm sorry and I don't know if you know that...
-missing you xx
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts I'll never share with you
Short StoryThe thoughts of a sad person struggling to deal with the loss of one of their most valued friendships. Written in the form of notes to said person.
