The Dead Boy and Me

❝“Is this a dream?” I whispered. The boy in front of me shrugged. “Somethin’ like that,” he said. “You’re asleep. That’s for sure.” “And what about you?” I asked. “Are you asleep too?” “Me? Nah.” He shook his head, smirking a little as he added, “I’m dead.”❞

Not On Valentine's

That was when I met her. That day. That was not on Valentine's.