Chapter 1: My puzzle
JOSH


It had been weeks since the note cycle began. One I still carry in my wallet. It reads;
My mind is a minefield of sad days
One will end and another will roll in a constant ebb
Like a switch I find things as unappealing as instantly as I found them appealing
I shy away from real; they are all masked
Tend to push away those closest to me
Attraction leads to trust and trust to love things I don't want to be propelled to
Home feels like a mythical place I've never been part of
And happy never sank deep enough to be part of me
But brokenness did; in more ways than I care to explain
Damage stains my soul so bad I can't scrub it off
I know seeing that should make me run as fast as my legs can. But everything she said seems like we she was describing me.

To be honest I couldn't really tell why Liv had taken up so much space in my mind. Whatever the reasons were I...