BUT MY BUDDY JAKE SHOWED IT TO ME AND I WAS LIKE "I WANNA WRITE STUFF TOO :F"
sooooo I am.
I thought I was titling my short story, but I ended up calling my entire blog "Breaking The Silence". It's aright. This is the ACTUAL "Breaking The Silence":
I looked upon the scribble. the tiny words of meaning I portray too much more depth than necessary. I break into rapid thought, of ever possibly contentment he hinted from that scrawl. But as plain as the sky he and I both know what he meant by it. Nothing. As much something as I him, which, is nothing. Rip it. I rip it into a thousand pieces because now it means something. A mess, perhaps, or pain. Or forbidden love. This I can pry out with imagination. But the previous words were torture. Like a long silence. A deathly, silence. Well I broke that silence. If only you did.
Always-
Soph
so u pretty much rock
ReplyDeletealmost as much as you my dear. almost (=
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