My Week Of You
*This is a piece of fiction I wrote with a character inside my mind, this is not a personal entry*
Monday 9:16 am
I bought coffee and it spilled all over me and burned my skin. How ironic.
Tuesday 12:36 pm
I wrote a poem about you for English class. My teacher gave me an A and sent me to the guidance counselor.
Wednesday 4:09 am
I sat in the car crying for half an hour and you saw. Please don't bring it up later.
Thursday 8:08 pm
I skipped school today because my heart was bleeding. I think I don't really know what's going on in my body right now. I feel like my appendix is bursting or maybe that's just my mind. But I think I feel like what you'd feel if your heart started bleeding. And I know hearts are suppose to pump blood and stuff so I guess it's like hearts are always bleeding but that's not what I mean. I mean it like, as if someone slashed it down the middle.
Friday 1:54 am
I can't keep pretending that this is okay because I am not okay.
Monday 9:16 am
I bought coffee and it spilled all over me and burned my skin. How ironic.
Tuesday 12:36 pm
I wrote a poem about you for English class. My teacher gave me an A and sent me to the guidance counselor.
Wednesday 4:09 am
I sat in the car crying for half an hour and you saw. Please don't bring it up later.
Thursday 8:08 pm
I skipped school today because my heart was bleeding. I think I don't really know what's going on in my body right now. I feel like my appendix is bursting or maybe that's just my mind. But I think I feel like what you'd feel if your heart started bleeding. And I know hearts are suppose to pump blood and stuff so I guess it's like hearts are always bleeding but that's not what I mean. I mean it like, as if someone slashed it down the middle.
Friday 1:54 am
I can't keep pretending that this is okay because I am not okay.
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