Its amazing.

Its amazing how one person can scare you shitless, by saying a few simple words.

Its amazing how one person can make you so incredibly happy, by saying a few simple words.

Its amazing how one person can make you so incredibly sad, by saying a few simple words.

are we in control of our own emotions? or is it the people around us, the songs we listen to, and even the everyday things we see.

just a though i guess.

the other day in creative writing, the Prompt was : Dear Friend,

i thought of you when i wrote this. but obviously its not true. here goes….

 

Dear Friend,

It was great seeing you today, too bad you completely ignored me. I don’t know why. But i manage to fall for you every time. I look in those green and brown eyes of yours and i am lost forever. I had a nightmare last night and you were in it and you did what you always do; you left me. I don’t like being alone. When i woke up this morning i broke into my mum’s liquor cabinet and i drank until i couldn’t think. I’m not sure what happened next but i wanted to see you. What i do remember though, is you driving me home, not talking to me, your eyes focused purely on the road. You stopped at my house, but i said i couldn’t have my mum see me like this. So you took me to that balcony on the edge of the cliff, that balcony where we ran to, that balcony that we stood on and talked about how beautiful life is. And you told me to sit and wait, you said you would be back in a bit. You said you were just going to bring some food, but you were gone for so long. Two hours had gone by and you hadn’t come back and it was getting dark. You left me. I thought back to when you dropped me off and told me to stay. And i thought about the silence you left in and how you walked silently to your car, and how silently you drove away, and the dust that you left me in. i was dying inside. It hurt me so much that you would just leave me like this. I went through my bag - i don’t know what i was thinking, or if I was even thinking - and i  ripped out a piece of paper from my notebook. I pulled the pen lid off my favourite pen and i wrote you this note. At first i didn’t know what to say. But now i think its clear as to what I’m about to do. I’m going to leave you now, and I’m not going to say goodbye.

i edited it and changed it before i put it here. i hope you liked it? i don’t really know what to say right now.