It’s not a competition. Who’s fault it was. Who should be sad. I just wanted you to know I missed you and how excited I was to see u. But it was all ruined by a misunderstanding and then everything just fell apart.
Do you know that we found her right where you’re standing?
Right under there, near the boards.
We thought she was dead, she was so pale, so white.
Some people want to be found.
crawled into a hole
and waited to die.
Be good to her.
When it gets dark, when I’m alone, you’re all I think about. I keep repeating events that had happened between us, I replay them in my mind. They form such a perfect cloud around me, blurring my vision and my judgement. Thoughts of losing you keep me paranoid, then alone, then sad.