you made your home in my heart. hammered and chipped away at its walls, remodeled until it suited your tastes. it beat in time with the echo of your footsteps in the halls. you prowled at night, restless, reminding me of your presence with the hollow sounds of your breath. you became a constant, a permanent tenant, and i wondered
would you always be alone in there?
YOU ARE READING
(everything) you left.
Short Storya slow descent into insanity. i'm going to be honest. i don't entirely know what this is. but if you're up for short "chapters," questionable metaphors and yet another round of personifying mental illnesses into the people who triggered them, come o...
