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I started smiling again.

Only for brief moments. 

Honestly, it scared me.

Why?

Every time I have a glimpse of happiness, something bad follows.

So, I'm anticipating the worst. 

It's hard, although I try not to think about it.

I feel that if I keep myself in a neutral state, I'll be fine.

I'll be safe. 

But…

Those little moments made me feel warm.

A familiar feeling like a hug.



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