the suicide project

nine

Karla laughed today.

It was the most radiant thing I have ever heard.

We were both talking about famous artists and music genre's and I made a joke about something, I can't remember, and she just laughed. It wasn't too loud or too obnoxious, it was just sweet and amazing. It was rich a deep and it was the best thing my ears could have heard.

If I died right now, I would still be the happiest person alive, since I got to part away with that radiant laugh. Her laugh made me want to get to know her more. Even though my heart belongs to Ivy, and Ivy only, I don't think she would mind if I befriended Karla in the process of me accepting her death.

I mean, It's not like I love Karla or anything. I've only known her for about two weeks or so. That's not enough time for me to fall in love with someone. It took me four years to develop feelings this deep for Ivy. I'm sure that I can't have feelings for Karla yet. 

I'm sure of it.