He closes his eyes as they kiss, and pretends that this girl is the one he wants to hold.
He pretends she has blond curls instead of straight brown hair.
He pretends she has the little beauty mark in the corner of her mouth.
He pretends because he can't ever admit who he actually wants.
He pretends until she leaves the room.
Then, he lays his head against his arm, his mind reeling.
She is not Clarke, but he wishes she were.
He's an idiot.
He closes his eyes and sleeps.