the journal of nicole francis

my phone wouldn't stop buzzing,

i thought of your eyes,
b e g g i n g me to pick up.

but i don't.

i hit decline.

a n d,

the ringing stops.

funny how people pretend to care but,
when you really need them,
they don't.

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etched into this journal are the thoughts of nicole francis.

the girl who hid behind a mask of lies,

who grew up in a broken family,

but behind that smirk,

she's falling apart,

her thoughts were like oceans.

slowly,

then all at once,

c o n s u m i n g you.