Him: I wanted so badly to go lay down by her on the couch
and just sleep. I totally lack the courage to do so. I can imagine all of this
going right and me being right next to her. If I do this will she like it? Does
she even want me? Do I even have a chance with her? As I lay there in my bed
alone upstairs, my eyes don’t rest and neither does my mind. Regret…. I regret
not going down there to tell her how I feel. Crazy… I’m crazy for her! Does she
even feel what I feel?! My heart aches as these thoughts deteriorate my mind, I
lay there with no chance at all… I pull the blanket over my head as tears run
down my face… what’s going through her mind right now? Is it as messy as mine?
Her: As I lay on the couch I hear footsteps coming down the
stairs, they stop. Now they are faint. Leaving room on the small couch I’m
lying on, as my body stretches to take the room I left for “him” I start to
think why didn’t he come down?... maybe my thoughts were wrong, maybe he
doesn’t love me?... I pull the blanket over my head as tears run down my
cheeks… what’s going through his mind right now? Is it as messy as mine?...
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