Pink Sky

"You know it’s been about five years since you’ve last seen her. Five years of isolation, locking yourself in a wardrobe and swallowing the key. Five years of unanswered texts, missed phone calls, even the Pesterchum messages you finally got to about a week or two ago. Five years of the depression you’ve had since you were 13, finally consuming you, the anxiety that ate you alive every waking day, the feeling of hopelessness you endured with each passing day as the timestamps of unread messages went from days to months, the demoralized heart in your chest that had only recently begun to beat again. "