I'm tired. I don't know why, we've only been up here for a few hours. I'm not even walking.
I can't see them up here, maybe that's best. I don't know how much longer I can stand to listen to him talk about the girl I wish I was.
And the worst part? She doesn't even feel the same way about him. He doesn't know about the times she's snuck away to visit her prince in secret.
She doesn't know how deep his love for her runs.
I do, though. I don't know why, but I can't… I can't take it anymore.
I want him to think of me that way.
I want him to talk about me that way.
Maybe I'm just selfish. I just want… I want him. I want to be with him, the way he dreams of being with her.
I dream of the day he will come to me when he is upset. I dream of the day when we can be together and this war be over. I cry when I think of all the times he's talked about how much he loves her. I want him to hold me the way he dreams of holding her.
But most of all, I just want him to notice me.
A bit sad, I know. But I was in the mood for a wee bit o' angst. Definetly Toph's point of veiw, talking about Aang, of course. Please, R & R! This was my first one shot,so please be kind