What could this man have in his mind, what was he thinking about? I
wouldn't know, He's not a friend of mine, but I want him to be.
He is so different from the people here in Smallville, it's maybe because
he's not from here. Well, I guess that he wanted a change, I can see it. He
had a rough life, metropolis.
But why change into this? Why smallville? The town has nothing interesting
about it, and the people are boring. I think so anyway, before he came. The
town has maybe, just a little bit, awoken. And all because of him. And I
want him, want him to change me.
And also that I do feal a connection to him, I fear him as well. Not just
because he's older than me (that's not the problem) but he has that way of
making people do anything for him. Fear, what a attractive word, I mean him
by it. Fear make him look even more sexy.
Holly shit, did he just look my way? Did he turn around to look at me? No,
he didn't, could he?
His eyes did just touch the gaze of mine, even if it was for two seconds, I knew that he was the one for me. But was I the one for him? Or did he also see me as the happy teenage girl everybody loved, but why do everybody think that I am happy? I'm not. Have not ever been. I don't even know what happy is really, and it hurts to smile at everyone. I smile because of the people around me want me to, Nell, Clark, Whitney. Can't they just alow me to cry or be depressed for ones in my life? Did he look at me again? Or was it meant for someone else? Well, back to buisness. I can't be standing here all day.
**
Why does she do that to me? She always break out of my gaze, what is she afraid of?me. Why be afraid of someone who just want her to look at him? Well, we haven't been the best friends either. And everytime we speek, it ends in anger. Is it just because she don't like me or is it that... I don't know. She does so I can't think, she comes to my dreams. And she is in the back of my head every single second. If I don't do anything about it soon, I'll go mad.
**
'Lana.' I turned around by his voice and was standing infront of my... 'Lana? Are you okey? It almost looks like you're about to faint.' I almost was. 'no, I'm just a little tired.' Why was he just standing there, say something! But he didn't, he just stood there and looking at me. I was so glad that it was closing time. 'Lex, I have to close...' I couldn't finish my words, 'cause he was now kissing me, passionet. His lips were so soft, and they were like something I couldn't put word on. And the best was that the kiss didn't end...
-the *end*-
His eyes did just touch the gaze of mine, even if it was for two seconds, I knew that he was the one for me. But was I the one for him? Or did he also see me as the happy teenage girl everybody loved, but why do everybody think that I am happy? I'm not. Have not ever been. I don't even know what happy is really, and it hurts to smile at everyone. I smile because of the people around me want me to, Nell, Clark, Whitney. Can't they just alow me to cry or be depressed for ones in my life? Did he look at me again? Or was it meant for someone else? Well, back to buisness. I can't be standing here all day.
**
Why does she do that to me? She always break out of my gaze, what is she afraid of?me. Why be afraid of someone who just want her to look at him? Well, we haven't been the best friends either. And everytime we speek, it ends in anger. Is it just because she don't like me or is it that... I don't know. She does so I can't think, she comes to my dreams. And she is in the back of my head every single second. If I don't do anything about it soon, I'll go mad.
**
'Lana.' I turned around by his voice and was standing infront of my... 'Lana? Are you okey? It almost looks like you're about to faint.' I almost was. 'no, I'm just a little tired.' Why was he just standing there, say something! But he didn't, he just stood there and looking at me. I was so glad that it was closing time. 'Lex, I have to close...' I couldn't finish my words, 'cause he was now kissing me, passionet. His lips were so soft, and they were like something I couldn't put word on. And the best was that the kiss didn't end...
-the *end*-