simon
it's the 15th of march.
spring came early this year. flowers has already begun to bloom and the grey skies has turned slightly bluer. but i smoke my lungs grey either way.
'we're all going to die in the end anyways, right?'
it's not as cold as before as well. but i wear warm sweaters anyways.
'sweater paws are cute, right?'
josh brought me coffee today. he has been for the past three weeks, ever since he found out i love it.
i told him he doesn't have to and that i could pay for it, but he insisted.
he told me i'll pay him back in the future.
i was okay with that.
i like that josh treats me like i am special.
because i don't think i am.
but he makes me feel better about myself.
he reads me short stories and poems when i'm down. he sometimes even makes them up himself.
and he tells me things about his friends, which makes me feel less lonely. he says that they would love to meet me, but i'm not sure yet.
he compliments me and tells me that i look good, even if i don't put any effort into my appearance.
he texts and calls me late at night if i'm sad, even if he has to get up early in the morning.
he heals me. i'm not as broken as i was before i met him.
'i like him.
a lot.'
a/n: posting twice today just bc i felt like it! :)
hope you're enjoying this book so far.
xx