Confessions

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I told you to write to the stars. Not an easy task, but not a hard one either. The stars. The Stars

Too bad our stars were just so different. Our stars still in the same sky, but shine a different light.

Your light was so honest, so unapologetically honest, it burnt my heart. Crushed the walls, and everything just collapsed. I built a facade so dangerous it could break the sheer foundations of my character. I wish I could say you knew all of me but you didn't know a vein in my body, a neuron in my mind, a truth in my heart. You knew a lie. And I am the one to blame

But it's all good. Right now, I'm looking at the sky and I can no longer see the stars from here. It's pitch black, just like mine. My star an apologetic lie so false it burnt itself out. It collapsed in on itself and obliterated everyone in a supernova. This hurts. 

But, I'm okay, we're looking at the same sky. Even though I said to write to the stars, I just wanted you to write to me. Tell me those unapologetic truths, that honesty, that burden. Let my heart collapse, let me crack teeth on your character, let me skin my fingers grasping your heart. Because it all hurts. 


Let me be your apologetic lie.

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