It's 3AM and I am supposed to be doing my Pre-Labs for my chemistry prac. tomorrow. Instead I wrote this poem that is somehow supposed to relate to Donna's feelings for Josh. I think I might be drunk on tiredness, if such a thing exists. Aaron Sorkin might just be ashamed to see his characters related to anything I write!
I don't want to watch you from a distance,
I don't want to pretend this is real.
I'm sick of the looks and the longings,
I'm sick of how they make me feel.
I'm scared of the want and the need,
I'm scared cause I've never felt it before.
I should never have listened to what you said,
I should have left when you showed me the door.