august 15

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12:57 am: sage aka me is awake and doesn't know what to do with herself.

It's been a day but there's a week left and I think my nerves are getting the best of me.

I thought about us today. Like when we went on that school trip to that park and we decided to be alone together with everything around us not mattering. I thought about us sleeping on this side of the couch that I've been sleeping on for the past week or so. Being in Fort Washington and seeing a deer. I can't escape it. And although it shouldn't be a bad thing it's messing with me. I don't want to think about this. There may not be a happy ending so why do I wanna remember how good they used to be when I barely know how things are now.

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