I AM THE WORST AT THIS.

day five: write a short story (im gonna edit it and post a lil poem)

do you ever feel like a monster is inside of you, eating you from the inside out?
i feel like that when i think of you,
when i think of us then,
when i think of us now.
do you ever feel like the weight of the world is weighing in on your decisions?
i feel like that when i think of us then,
when i think of us now.
do you ever feel so nostalgic for a time when you were genuinely happy?
i feel like that when i think of us now.

ok to be completely honest, totally made that up just now, about a boy that doesn't exist.

sincerely,
kate