omg.

hi, sup?

i wanna say this is the heaviest story i've written (in just days? weeks?) so far.

this is so sad and realistic bec in our age, we tend to be/go obsessed esp when there is this person we really like.

and yes, we may like that person — we may even fall in love w that person, but we all carry different kinds of obligations, issues, pain and that feeling wouldn't be convenient right now.

you may be a lucas — you may make poems for that person and do a loooooot of efforts,, but if it's not convenient, it is not convenient.

in a different twist of unfairness of this world, i am w caroline as she was hiding her feelings, pretending tough and feigning okay.

i don't have much to say but this story would be one of my treasures as it became my temporary comfort when i cannot voice out my sadness and emptiness and when i cannot find my fire to write.

++ imma thank big floeful for making my cover (--: she — good and beautiful.

there.

let's strive to be fine (real fine) someday. we all have battles. xoxo 〰️

— mysbreanna

©️ 16 nov — 01 dec 2019