p r e t e n d | Joji

t e n

it was raining heavily.

both in my mind and the real world around me.

unfortunately, the rain was not as heavy as my heart that day.
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me and him.

him and me.

we had a fight.

he told me i wasn't focused on him.

he told me my heart just wasn't in it.

he told me he was bored.

he broke it off.

once again, i wasn't good enough for the person i may have loved.

but i'll have to admit the things he said because this whole time i was thinking of you.

i was waiting for the rain to stop.

i wanted my heavy heart to stop beating once the rain did.

it was for real, this time.

it wasn't expected.

but then you came.

you walked with that yellow umbrella.

joji, that day, it was like you were the only person holding a flashlight in my whole entire pitch-black universe.

you.

your yellow umbrella.

you.

you asked me if i wanted to you to walk me home.

joji, i thought our little pretend play was over.

why are you doing this.

why are you picking my broken pieces up again.

are you doing this for real?

hey joji, i still remember the sound the rain made that day when it crashes into your umbrella that day.

do you?