1st December 2014
Today, we went for skiing. The temperature here is now running in negative.
And I am not feeling well, I fainted 3 times in a row this week.
I guess this is time.
I will die, won't I?
Don't worry about me, hope you are doing fine. I am really happy to see your smiling face with a girl in your soc-med account.
I will never ask you to love me back and to be on the same page with me.
Even if it sounds too cheesy, I am just happy if you are happy.
You are the Sun, I am Icarus. If I will try to reach you, I will lose my wings. Just a fool who might be too small to even approach you. A fool who might die if they approach you.
I wonder sometimes, why are you so unattainable? How can someone be so far from reach?
Here's what I read today while going through my English book.
Past is deep. It is, in fact.
By the way, I have got A in my Literature project.
Love,
N.
YOU ARE READING
heartstrings ✓
Storie brevi> N is now dead. Her diary only consisted of that one name. Her secret admiration. Her Heartstrings. *detailed summary inside* ••• 1K on 2nd May, 2021 Present cover -@Charlieruuh Former cover - @inquilab Mature: Violence- Suicide attempt
