I grew tired of crying rivers, each one flowing out to you. so I asked her to write me an ocean and she gave me long paragraphs about you instead. I felt like I was drowning in you, in every way that I passed my days. that my life had become waterlogged as if underwater in thoughts of you. the salty air corrosion eats into everything, even the seawall I’ve placed between us that you rebel against, becoming foam and sea spray.
Nine Days - Absolutely (Story of a Girl)
THIS ISSSSSSS THE STORY OF A GIRL.