6 months

I skipped school tonight and drove around for a bit. The sky was all cold and blue. Rain started to come down, chilling my face.

I woke up crying this morning. I'm not sure if it was a dream that did it, or the instant knowlege that today would have been the six month mark for steven and I. When we met, it was cold like this, but the promise of spring held full like a promise. Now, everything is dying.

It suits my mood.

I want to die too.