Dear Diary,
Or perhaps.
It was all a fantasy.
Imaginary.
The yearning.
The craving.
The need.
The want.
It really all belonged in the subconscious.
Never to be dislodged.
Awakened.
Curated.
A figment of the imagination.
Of your imagination.
Your feelings towards me.
Sara.
YOU ARE READING
Sara's Diary
Short StoryI have a crush on you but will never say. Is it weird of me to mention that you brighten my day? Words for my diary never to be told. I wonder one day if I will mess up and fold? HIghest Ranking: #17 on Swirl
