Dear diary,
This is all my fault
I never write these but today has been a bad day and the only person I can normally talk to hates me and the other has gone out to buy a new phone.
You're probably wondering why today was bad
Well actually idrk
You're a book so you probably don't know.
Today started off as normal
Woke up, had a shower, ate and got ready for the day, the usual huh?
max had rang me this morning
he needed to talk to me as Harvey was busy
Of course I said yes.
We met at the park 11:23am
He didn't seem normal
He couldn't get his words out
My friend em turned up and wanted to hang out with us,
I'm so selfish.
I said yes.
Max didn't get the chance to talk to me
I should've listened
This is all my fault.
We all hung out for most of the day, got icecream, did some schoolwork and just relaxed
He just didn't seem normal
He didn't smile once
Em had left so just me and max walked back to my place
We sat in the garden for a while, admiring the colours of the sunset
I had forgotten to ask him what he wanted to talk about
I just remember looking at him, tears running down his face
And that, that was the first time in years I had ever seen Max Luca Mills cry without it being of laughter.
