Seven Days.

day 1

the first day.

i stare at a random spot on wall in my room, still in denial.

i read the text over and over, not able to believe it.

you're really gone.. 

i stare at the wall, my mind not able to process it, my hands shaking, my eyes burning with tears.

i never thought you would actually do it.

i haven't been able to rest since reading the message, my mind way to loud to rest.

my thighs itch despite already having unhealed cuts, my eyes burning from hours of crying, my mind way too loud for someone awake at 3 in the morning.

i read the text over and over again to the point that i've memorized it.

your words stuck with me.

"i'm sorry, my loves. i love you all so much. you'll get over me eventually." you said... it's been months and i still cry over you.

"she's just an online friend" everyone said, but you're not...? you're so much more that an online friend to me.

i love you, angel. i won't forget you.