after that incident i just couldn't sleep.
the fact that i even thought that you would smile
and we would live the rest of our lives happy again
makes me think how stupid i am.
sleeping is something foreign
now that whenever i sleep i see you.
i try my best to keep my mind racing
to avoid the fact that whenever i close my eyes
i just see you
YOU ARE READING
anathema
Short Storyshe's nothing more but anathema to him. //inspired by a song by twenty one pilots
