Weird Comfort

22:36 2012 , Stories , Thoughts 0 Comments

" You're one sad kid " she said. He stares at his laptop wishing to find an answer or maybe a cure to what he's feeling. " I.. I just find comfort in sadness " he replied without blinking nor looking back at her.

She sat still, looking at him wondering if he's alright. Don't be too sad okay?, she gave him this post it instead of telling him. She was scared to break the silence. She leaves the room and now, he's all alone staring at nothing.

He sat still, staring into space as his thoughts race through his mind. He couldn't get a hold of them and they just keep going and going. He couldn't move, afraid to lose his thoughts, almost forgotten memories of his past.

He had a dream, she was in it. In the dream, they were happy. They were what they used to be and it was all wonderful but then he woke up. She wasn't beside him, there was no post it on his lamp saying she went ahead. There was nothing but him.

He reached for a cigarette, aah, why am I going back to this? He didn't know why but smoking made him feel better. He sat still on his bed smoking himself to death.. there they were again, his thoughts. They ran through and lingered in his mind. It was as if they were teasing him.. but what do you do.