I've been pretty bummed lately. Misery loves company, prepare to feel it. (Yes I realize how horrible that sounds)
KoLi
"When I'm with her I am thinking of you. Thinking of you. And what would you do, if you were the one who was spending the night. I wish that I was looking into your eyes."
Macy sat in her room waiting for the sun to rise. Sleep hadn't been coming easy lately. She wasn't sure but she couldn't shake the heavy feeling in her chest. She felt so lost, she didn't know how it had happened or why but she didn't know who she was anymore.
Joe ran his fingers through Stella's hair and watched her sleep. She was beautiful, perfect even. He sighed too perfect. She'd probably freak out if she knew he was messing up her hair. Stella was always perfect, and anything else was unacceptable. It was then he felt himself beginning to betray her. She never would mind him running his fingers through her hair, or when he held her close enough that her clothes would wrinkle.
Macy's head leaned against the glass on her window and she momentarily considered sleeping. But whenever she slept she would dream. Dreaming about him only resulted in waking up flustered and in a sweat. It was wrong on every level and he had Stella. She was perfect. And she wasn't. Joe needed some who was flawless, who would shine for the camera and make him proud.
He couldn't be with her any longer. He need imperfection, he needed flaws , he needed someone who didn't expect him to live up to ridiculous standards. He needed someone who let him wear sweatpants. He gently placed Stella on her side and slipped from the bed. He kissed her cheek and wrote a simple note.
"You need perfection and I'll never be."
Macy was leaning against the glass sleeping. A tapping sound awoke her. She looked up and saw Joe smiling at her. She blinked and pressed a hand to the glass. It was cool against her hand and proved she wasn't dreaming. Joe placed his hand over hers and looked into her eyes. Words weren't needed at that moment. His eyes said everything and she looked down as a blush spread over her cheeks. Joe ran around to the door and opened it. Macy turned to find Joe standing in her door way. Macy couldn't speak; Joe strolled with confidence and grabbed Macy.
"My perfect imperfection." Macy looked at him puzzled, Joe smiled and kissed her. Macy felt faint and her knees began to weaken. Joe pulled her closer and kept her standing. No way was she passing out when she was finally his.
The end
Yes I know it's short and probably not very good. Oh well.
KoLi