lower case intended
i don't how to start.
how to progress.
how to end.
it's all something that i can never
find myself doing.
accomplishing.
beginning.
middle.
end.
it's like walking through a dark cave,
never finding my way out.
i knew i felt uneasy.
empty.
alone.
the problem was the fact that i didn't know
what the cause of it was
or how to handle it.
how.
how.
how.
how.
the start of all of my questions
began with the word 'how'.
i lie on the cold floor, which was coated
with cigarettes.
lots
and lots of cigarettes.
i tried to submerge my thoughts
with music
but it seemed to drown me instead.
i lit another cigarette, plopped
it in my mouth
and exhaled the bitter smoke.
drip.
drop.
drip.
drop.
drip.
drip.
drip.
that sound.
i couldn't tell if that noise belonged
to my tears
or if it belonged to the rain.
which was trickling outside
my dull window.
i covered my eyes with my
large hand and sighed.
"dammit, they said that there would be a
10% chance of rain today. "
those worthless words
were the only fucking thing
i thought of.
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Fanfic【f̶u̶c̶k̶i̶n̶g̶ h̶a̶t̶e̶ t̶h̶e̶ r̶a̶i̶n̶】 ❝ damn. they said that there would be a 10% chance of rain today ❞ namjoon is a guy who feels empty, hurt and alone but can't figure out the reason. that's when a kid with a pink backpack comes along and...
