My life is ruined. It’s broken. One month Nicole. It’s been one month since you’ve stopped going to school, or you just don’t bother showing up.
I’m worried still. I worry about you every day and I can’t stop thinking about you. You’re occupying my thoughts and I hope you know what you have done to me Nicole. You’ve made me fall for you.
But without you around I’m a wreck. Want to know just how badly I am broken? I don’t eat as much as a normal teenager should. It’s break time now and I’m hidden somewhere in school, hunched in the corner as I write this.
Days aren’t as beautiful anymore. Not without you. I love you Nicole. I really do. And I can’t be ‘alive’ if I don’t have the love with me </3
Once again, I hope you’re ok. I hope you are. Please just give me something. Anything really. I just need to know how you are.
YOU ARE READING
Handwriting // m.c
Hayran KurguHe likes her And doesn't understand why He wants to tell her But doesn't know how He is talented at writing So he leaves his feelings to his hand writing Ratings: Short Story: #567 [20.4.2014] - #433 [21.4.2014] - #308 [22.4.2014]
