Soully, Yours
Description
It has been like this the past few weeks. It’s like a routine I have to do as for me not to lose myself. And it’s scary, because I’m starting to get used to it. And getting used to it only means accepting defeat and I don’t want it! Because I feel like I’m slowly and painfully dying and I have no one else to vent out this emotions that has been eating me inside. All this pent up frustration and never ending hopelessness is taking up all of the willingness to just tell you that everything is still alright and we are going to be fine when it’s obviously not.
You and I both know that.
Foreword
For The One That Got Away...
"I wonder how things would be
If I had met you a little later in life
Maybe you wouldn't be such a distant memory,
and maybe I wouldn't feel like I could have done
A little more
to make you stay...."
-excerpt from
A Brilliant Madness, R. M. Drake
Desclaimer
The title story is from artist, Curtismith's EP "Soully, Yours".
This is only a work of fiction and the character-names are based off on real people.
The concept of the whole story is/based from personal experience, otherwise stated.
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