Here I lay within his arms. We sit outside on my porch and look at the night sky. A moment of peace and silence. No words are passed. Nor does there need to be. Here is where the world just stops and I forget about everything.
That's how I feel when I'm with him . We are not lovers. Nor do I feel we need to be. He's amazing though. He make me forget my hardships. I don't need to explain anything to him because he already know. He's truly amazing. He always been there for him and I've always been there for. He is my bestest friend. He the one who makes me truly laugh. Who truly makes me angry. He makes me feel human. Even when I have felt like I've lost everything, he is still there.
I treasure every moment with him. I have too. Every moment with him may be my last. It's sad though. I don't withhold anymore feelings then sibling love. Everytime he says I love you to me. I know he means it. I know he truly loves me. I love him so much. He is after all my only clarity.
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Suicidal Journal
Teen FictionEnter a mind of one who is confused. Someone who has no one to talk to. Someone who agonizes in pain and desperation. This is a story about a typical teen's suicidal journal. *please note that this story is written poetically*
