i sent one last message..
"You can call me and I'll just listen, I promise I won't say a word, I won't be a mouth, I'll just be ears for you to fill with your problems and emotions. I won't tell anyone. Just think of me as your living Diary.."
and he told me "Okay.."
he updated me on the fact that he wasn't better but he was on the path of getting better. that's all I wanted.
now we're distant friends because over sorrow, we bonded.
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Diary. // 2018
Short Story"You can call me and I'll just listen, I promise I won't say a word, I won't be a mouth, I'll just be ears for you to fill with your problems and emotions. I won't tell anyone. Just think of me as your living Diary.." "Okay.." Copyrighted 2018 // Sh...
