I'm Okay

I'm not 19 anymore.

It should have felt worst. It did at first.

But I don't know how it happened. It just did. The hurt and evil thoughts disappeared and I don't know what filled it. It's not a void. It's not anything great either.

I don't know what I have right now. Not sure I need to think about it. Accept and move on? Certainly don't need an essay on it.

Maybe things go down easier the 2nd time round. Maybe it's been so long deep down I've grown tired of it without realising.

Well. No sense thinking about it anymore. Three things for sure. I'm not 19. Losing you as a friend would leave a void. I fight my own demons.

Love you as a friend ya.