She said i should be angry after asking 7 last questions about a thing we weren't supposed to talk about in the first place ever again like she said after each one of them.
I'm not
I never am
not even disappointed or sad, just purely amazed by the amount of confusion one person, who never was real, can actually cause. Then i feel silly for making it to be such a big deal, i look down to my feet and tell them to carry me far.
This was the first time we saw each other after coming back. Six days is an incredibly long time, and she had lost some of her colour. But so has everything else.
City looked nicer, more appealing than i thought, and i felt good. I put my feet to a plastic bag, and covered my face and arms with a scarf, she asked if i wanted to die and then red me words in chinese.
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