“….Cos I’ve been thinking about you for a couple of days, and it’s getting intense.” She thought, as there was no one listening to her inner desires but herself.
And she analysed why she felt this way, why does he keep coming into her head? It’s frustrating and consuming and heartbreaking all at the same time.
I wanna see you, be silent with you, listen to you, have debates with you.
I know you think we’re the same, but I don’t think we are. We just have similar thoughts about things.
It’s all just a fucking dream. I’m so sad and moody.
I don’t want to be with you, I just want to be your friend.
Strange dream girl, I wish you were mine. You let me speak what’s inside and don’t judge me for it. Your open-mind and compassionate heart draws me to you. Please talk to me!
Josh curled up on his bed, almost fetal – like and groaned.
Oh why did she have to invade his head like that! I love her so much! Why can’t she see! Him, who hated everyone, wanted to hold her beautiful person forever and tell her how much he loved her.
But he didn’t believe in forever. And that last thought sent him spiraling into infinity again. What the hell is this girl doing to me!