the eighteen year old guy #wattys2016

thirty three

they told me i needed a surgery on august four and i just remained quiet. my family and friends said i already had one, i shouldn't be scared.

easy for you to say, you guys never had one.

maybe it was just a small surgery in my mouth, but the thought of something bad happening makes me break into small sobs.

i texted you to pray for me because i was scared something wrong would happen.

you asked if i trusted you and i tensed.

do i? you gotten arrested by "hitting a girl", you have vandalized, you done other illegal things.

is there a reason i shouldn't? i texted back. i patted myself for that smart answer.

you said just answer and i said yes.

then you told me that since i trust you, everything will be fine.

tears ran down my cheeks, and not because of me being sad, but because i actually felt that you cared about me and that calmed me.

maybe we could never be something more, but what we already have is enough for me.

enough for us.

the end.