Jacob,
We were young and free, and never thought
anything through. So I guess thats why your dead.
"No, thats bad." I thought to myself as I crumpled up the
paper and threw it away.
We are young... well I am. And your gone... but
I'm still down here. And I miss you a lot.
"Horrible." My trash was getting full. I put down my pen,
stood up, and stretched. I grabbed my iPhone. I had a new message
from Calleigh.
"Hi!!" She screamed. "You FINALLY called
back!!" She said. She was trying not to let me think about the
accident. "Desire, are you okay?" She asked, her voice
going serious. I hung up and sat back down, a wave of greif washing
over my body. Of course I wasnt okay... my boyfriend was
dead.
inspired by instagram user desire!! (check her outt.) Like this if
i should continuee :] thankss!!
