~The Day It Happened~
Everything in life is complicated. Why is it so complicated? Why can things never just boil down to a simmer and just carry on as we wish them to?
Why can I not just lie here with her and talk about how life flashes by in an instant? Why is here hair flowing from my fingers, interlacing with the tears that are falling from my cheeks?
Why can’t she just answer me?
Why couldn’t I just answer her when she asked me the simple favor “Help me, Holly.”
Life is too complicated for me.
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So yeah, I know "How can you be starting a new book when you literally are knees deep in the other one?
DONT YOU WORRY. I'll start that one too.
