The silence
Completes us.
We do not speak
At all.
Why would
I even
Dare
Talk to you.
You are
So many great
And disastrous
Things.
So why
Would you
Talk to me?
So Why am I
Finding now,
I am too
Lost
To answer?
(Found written on a window frame)
YOU ARE READING
Faded
Teen FictionBecause in the end, we are all irrelevant. Especially me. {A series of notes and letters written by a girl called Chloe McMullen, found in places you would least expect}
