This is only something that I wanted you guys to read. I think I'm going to make it into a full story but I don't know because it's sort of mixed with my life. should I?
It was a Friday night.
He was on my mind again.
"What do i do?" I asked myself aloud.
I could picture him in my mind, following me.
Watching me.
When the time comes, I know my Cold heart would take over and I'd become a monster.
The next day
He struggled to say "I like you." then paused. "I mean, I like-like you..."
I was mad. "I don't like you. You creep me out. I feel you watching me all the time, ya know?"
The truth was, I didn't want just anyone.
I wanted some one who could make me smile, who could make a boring conversation into the highlight of my day, some one who could understand me. Some one who could make my heart beat.