!warning!
graphic content ahead"and the sun will shine no more, i've been holding on too long."
i was lying there, paralyzed and soaked in blood.
hopelessness was my blanket,covering whatever was left of my being.
as the doctors and nurses placed my body on the bed, i could already see flashbacks of my life.
hey joji, although i was aware of the hopelessness in the situation,
i still hoped you didn't see me lying there naked on the bed with only a thin blanket covering my body.
i still hoped you didn't see the blood-soaked hospital gown that was still on the floor.
i still hoped you didn't hear the doctor saying "aneurysm relapse"
i still hoped you didn't get to hold the babies that were stillborn because they lost too much oxygen.
i still hoped you'd pretend everything was fine and walked away.
and most importantly, i still hoped we could play pretend together again one day.
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p r e t e n d | Joji
Romancebecause there's always an "end" to every single game of pretend. ps. written in wannabe aesthetic style.