Friends. I’d convinced myself, From http://poetbychoice.tumblr.com/post/161879671905/friends-id-convinced-myself-that-being

I don’t know if the late night drives and hands held meant anything to you. But I like to think they did. I like to think that a tiny smile formed on your face when you imagined the way we laughed tog...

She said, "What is it?" "A hole," he replied. Source: vonnegirlable https://www.reddit.com/r/ShortSadStories/comments/2t7nti/the_hole/

There are eyes on her. She can feel it. But will she make it through this mysterious, terrible world?