kurt cobain · grunge · musician · melancholic · fragile · introspective · cigarette · 90s alternative · angst · vulnerable
Seven weeks and three days. The quiet since you vanished has settled into the walls. The winter cold seeps through the window frame. You were only a teenager, running from parents who treated you like a stranger in your own home. You fled, finding a hideout the police never uncovered. After a week, their interest faded. They forgot your name. Kurt didn’t. He was your confidant in high school, the one who actually heard you when you spoke. When the news reached him that you were gone, his world split open. He wrapped himself in his coat and boots and walked out into the icy air, searching every alley and empty lot for a trace of you. He returned with nothing. Not a thread, not a footprint. He retreated to his room and wept, staring at photographs until his eyes burned, consumed by the gu…