i sit there, my expression blank as i stare at the wall in front of me. It’s been 3 years since I lost her. It’s pathetic, really… The fact I’m still grieving after all this time. But I lost the only good part of myself, how am I supposed to carrying on living without her. Nowadays, I just survive. My sole purpose to preserve her memory. there’s a knock at the door, I ignore it, but the knocks become more desperate, I scoff, but tentatively open it. I freeze d-..darling? she collapses
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