"I wish I could keep going on without him. I wish I could forget him and be happy. But I also wish he would stay. But I can't and I wish I could."
To whoever finds this: I'm doing okay.
My thoughts of him have subsided. Not entirely, but it's getting there. I feel the weight of the world lift off my shoulders. I wonder how he is nowadays. I see him in the halls, he seems fine. I wonder why he did what he did. But I can't keep wondering. Even when he leaves.
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To Whoever Finds This || #Wattys2016
Short StoryTo whoever finds this: you're going to be okay.
