I remember that it was different before. She was different. I was different. I guess that our universes collapsed in one in the day we met. I really don't know.
I wish there were pills that stopped you from daydreaming. I wish there were someone to tell you "Go ahead do it. You'll be fabulous". And I wish the stars didn't shine so bright tonight.
What am I talking about?
I dont know. In front of me is a copy of "The Fault in Our Stars"
I've been reading the book again and again. I've become obsessed. I guess the characters have enough problems to make me forget mine. Who am lying? I love the book because it is romantic and its characters love reading.
"Kyle.. are you still awake?"
Oh shit. My mom.
I turn off my lamp and hurry up to make a deep in sleep expression. The last thing I need is talking to her now.
I open my eyes. She's gone. I take a deep breath and have a look outside my window. There's a big branch being carried away once in a while by the wind. But there's also a piece of sky.
Good night my dear Helen, I whisper to the night as I wrap my hand to a letter I'm going to give her tomorrow. After this letter nothing will be the same
