november 23rd, 2016.
you looked weak today.
you looked broken, ill.
i wasn't sure i believed you were sick, but i didn't question it.
you didn't give me a note today, you just got up and left.
i didn't mind, you looked awful despite your natural beauty.
i went along too, there was no point staying when no one was waiting for you.
when i opened my book, a note had fallen out.
your handwriting neatly printed those two words again, 'i'm sorry.'
why are you sorry?
YOU ARE READING
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Fanfictioni'd much rather hang out in a cafe, that's where things are really happening. where a boy and girl meet over coffee. © childishb00b KAKASHI HATAKE.
