(January 7th)
Dear Reader,
I know what love is.
It is not the butterflies you feel the first time you kiss a girl. It is not sex, or even watching your favorite show.
It is the pain you feel in your whole body, when everything falls apart. When they died, I found out what love is. I will never forget it.
A distraction, finally.
Dad took me out driving. I was too nervous and he got frustrated. He yelled. I know he didn't mean to. Especially when I started to cry. I've never cried in front of him. Not like this.
He touched my shoulder. He cared.
Yours Truly,
Green Genes
AN: sorry this one's so short. i thought of it while lying in bed. :) next one i promise will be longer than the others.
