Unknownness

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I was unhappy before.

I was unhappy because I thought it was a one way street.

I thought I cared and adored him alone.

I thought he didn't think of me like that.

So I was unhappy.

I filled in the blank spaces of unknownness with other's opinions.

So I cared what -this boy and that boy, this girl and that girl, this teacher and that teacher, this sibling and that sibling, etc- thought about me.

But now I'm sure.

He told me.

He confessed.

He let me know how he felt.

He assured me.

So now I'm happy.

Now I don't care what other's think because I know his opinion and that's all I care about.

Now the unknownness is fulfilled.

This time, by the right person, by him.

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