WHO SAID I SAID

DIE ALONE

i meet up with the freckled boy, johnathan, a weeks later. he likes to think out loud like me and get really deep.

"i used to say i wanted to die alone. i wanted to live the best life ever and then fuck it up bad enough to make everyone to hate me, i don't want to make anyone sad when i die. but you've made me think twice. now when you go, i want to die with you. there'll be two graves sharing the same last name."

"god, i hate being vulnerable."

he leaned in to kiss me, or so i thought. he held my face for while. he wasn't looking into my eyes, i think he was studying my face.

he thinks he's in love with me. my aunt was right, he falls in love too easily.

i left a couple weeks later. i will die alone but i will never know if he's still in love.