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Dear Diary,

It was weird, honestly.

How our friendship was

I don't remember how we met, or why

I just remember we clicked

The beginning was almost magical, and at one point. Two years ago. I loved you.

I knew you loved me too

I tell myself that sometimes you miss me but, who am I kidding

Your presence was almost like a hurricane

You came into my life, tore it apart and then left me with nothing but grief

But, It's kind of funny though, I still check up on you

I still think about all the times you cut those wrists

I still think about our last fight

How I changed schools and cut my hair

How I became the girl you despised

Did I really change that much?

I don't know

But I know I miss you

God, I miss you

Which is rather silly, knowing that you hate everything about me

I just wish I had that chance to tell you that I'm sorry

I'm sorry, Jesus I'm sorry.

Love, Kassandra

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