with that, i kept on drawing. whenever given the chance, i'd take out a sketch pad and go from there.
i was pouring my heart out onto the paper. lately, i've been able to go out and take in my surroundings and significantly, find new people. people that clear the stormy clouds that were forming around my brain.
even simple things like the way lev flashed her green eyes at me, sympathetically. this, of course was when with delicate hands, i lied the artificially colored rose down on the smooth stone labeling Mikey's burial. now i say this with a lump in my throat nearly everytime levi creaks open my bedroom door to snap me out of a trance: no one has to know
no one. they don't deserve to know, or had to know about us. if only i could contain my whimpering and blurting out random things. then maybe, they wouldn't know. these trances usually last about 5 to 10 minutes if i'm lucky. oddly enough, they've been decreasing wildly in the past few weeks. maybe, just maybe, i could find happiness.
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