goodbye summer
Description
i guess i never really thought about what could happen in time. too little, too much, more than i can handle, or anyone else can. how could i say what i wanted to say, if i had no chance? i had to just pretend, like always, and allow the words to mold themselves to me and form me inside out. tick tock, tick tock. seconds, minutes, hours, days, years could go by and i'm not sure what i'd do with that time i'm given. but- as always, just pretend and smile like every day, and maybe the pain could go away. tick tock, tick tock.
in the summer, nothing changes, but maybe something might.
i can hope, right?
Foreword
inspired by 100 Days Of Drabbles
this is sleepingswallow - this is indeed what i have written and i have just recently transferred the story to here,
and because of the format of the text- there are no uppercase letters.
most of the drabbles could be considered stand-alone, but some or possibly 95% of them could be connected. chapter ii / 2 is personal as well.
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