Their smile was different, like it wanted to tell an hour long story in just five minutes.
They were always "fine", never "good", never "bad". Always just "fine"
They thought that if they told the whole world that they were "fine" then maybe it would become true.
But then you realize that their smile really did tell a story. It tells of a story of two.
Two that loved much, lived well, and laughed often.
Always together, forever and now.
Needed each other, never another.
But time goes on and things move without movement. The kind of change only certain people can detect. These people are special, like Angels. Hard to find, easy to see, yet are the most obvious difference in the world. They see things that can move without movement and know. They never dare tell a soul, for doing that would disrupt the world around them. So, they suffer in silence until this worlds' emotions become too much and
the Angel must return home.
YOU ARE READING
My Mind
ContoI'm basically writing stuff that pops into my mind- that makes sense anyway. Though I do have depression so that kinda the theme for this book- it's more of an outlet than anything, even if I am super happy from time to time.
