The best thing, was when you helped me.
You knew what was happening in my life.
You'd ask me to go on a night drive with you.
Go on a walk.
Just try your hardest to take me away, keep me occupied.
You realize when I'm sad.
You force me to tell you what's wrong.
I hide to much darkness in me to completely tell you the truth.
Even when I want you to know every little detail about me.
I still leave you clueless about me.
Just like a Meteorologists trying to find the eye of the storm.
You'll find me at some point.
Just wait.
YOU ARE READING
Sunflowers
Short StoryPoetry/ short stories 🌻 *this book isn't just about one specific person, when I state the word 'You' it's probably a different person in some parts*
