Heartbeat “Are you okay?” Your eyes--dark brown--look straight into mine. “What’s wrong?” It’s so funny how you can tell. “Nothing,” I say, immediately lifting my head out of it’s resting spot on the table like it had burnt me. “I’m just tired.” That’s a good explanation, right? Your expression says differently. “Are you sure? You seem really upset.” I manage a weak smile. “I’m sure. It’s just been a long day.” That worried look doesn’t leave your face. You look like you want to ask again, but you seem to better of it. I take this moment to look at him. He’s already walking over to where we’re sitting. His red hair flops in his eyes--it needs a cut desperately--and I see you glare as he sits down and smiles at me.
333333there are three mes.one that caresabout other peopleand listens andloves and hurts andfeels, that reaches andgrasps and hopesand paints and writes and dreams.ONE THAT MAIMS ANDSCRATCHES AND RIPS ANDTEARS AND FIGHTS ANDDIES AND LIVES ANDDOESN'T EVEN CARE,THAT BITES AND SCREAMSAND JUST WANTS TO DIE.One that thinks andknows and wishesand believesand wants anddoesn't even dare tohope, and that, despiteeverything, remembers.i just want tobe loved,be known,be cared aboutand needed.I WANT TO BENOTICED, BECAUSEIF I DIDN'T SCREAMAND FIGHT FOR IT,NO ONE WOULD HEAR ME.I just want to beunderstood,accepted,and, most of all,I just want to forget.i just want tobe a part of something,instead of theperson no oneneeds,understands,wants,feels,or even cares about.i want to be anyone butme.
UnexpectedYou don't like to hide.I never come out into the open.You don't like to lie.I ignore the truth like a deadly poison.You're nice to everyone.I don't like people.You know the people known as 'no one'.I've set myself high above them on my steeple.You calm me down when I get mad.You always tell me the truth.You make me laugh when I'm sad.When I'm angry, you let me scream it to the roof.You know everything,can you tell meWhy, when the possibilities were anything,did something happen that I couldn't foresee?I feel in love, beleive it or not,but here is my question:How is that, after all my pain, I caughtmyself falling in love with my best friend?The only one I can really trust... Why does this feel like the end?
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