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I Don't Want To Wake Up

In 18 hrs he will be gone.

I'm at his house helping him pack, and by helping, I mean drinking and choosing what music we listen to.

He allows me this, still making me laugh as if tomorrow is nothing but a normal day.

I have not broken down yet. I don't know whether to be proud of this or worried at the eventual demise I will have.

What scares me the most is that his goodbye will be brief, nonchalant. As if the last 6 months, 3 weeks and something days have been nothing but a dream - and it's time to wake up now.

chickgamer

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If I was an angel, my wings would be tipped with black...writer, lover, dreamer, thinker, complicated.

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