Sun. Warmth. Touch. Feel. Smell. Taste.
I think to myself as if in a trance as I chant these senses in my head over and over, Sun. Warmth… These are simple things and simple things I simply yearn for. I stop and laugh at my thoughts "really who uses simple three times in a sentence,you freak." I looked up at the glowing moon and realized I'm on top of my dorms roof. Sleep walking again, figures. Sighing I pulled myself up and raised my arm outstretched toward the moon as if I could touch it. I giggled as I squished the moon with my thumb and pointer finger, "my gosh you're easily amused" I whispered to myself with a smirk. I've always made myself laugh, always alone with my thoughts and "sense of humor". Probably because I lacked a thing called friends in my eternal life. It amazed me how easily humans could get along and spend time with each other, it was almost beautiful. Being an immortal vampire, it's hard to stand human interaction for prolonged periods of time before I begin picturing myself taking a nip at their jugulars. Even so I wish I had friends, someone to talk to and share a laugh with, but something so normal like this is almost an impossible task. Knowing this I still yearn, and yearn for friends, and blood. I began to think about nothing and everything again as I paced back and forth on the roof of the dorm, my feet ever so slightly brushed the rough roofing, gliding almost, as light as a feather. I stopped and looked up once again. Tranquil. That's how I felt at the moment, well how I feel every night. The sky dark, unfeeling, comforting, welcoming. The stars glow and twinkled as if waving at me. "Hello," I whispered. Tired of my strange nightly behaviors I slumped down into a sitting position, sighing. I sigh a lot apparently like some tumblr emo, begging for attention, I think as I sigh again, so bored and hungry.
My mouth was dry and my throat was itchy, I clutched my stomach and realized why I couldn't sleep. "Already?" I questioned to myself. Sighing I lay back to gaze at the sky again, the moon was still high I told myself. " I've got plenty of time". But my body and mind said otherwise. "Alright then" I stood off the edge of the roof and as effortlessly as a wave in the ocean I fell off the side. Falling. Dreaming. Feeling. I landed on the soft grass feet first, silently. Still barefoot I made my way through the forest that were so close to the dorms, how convenient. Without the light of the moon my eyes quickly adjusted to the lack of light. Everything glowed with a natural aura, now a faint silvery pink surrounded the area giving me a crystal clear vision of the forest. My thoughts began to change and I felt a sense of urgency, urgency to comply with my desires. Touch. Smell. Taste. I began searching for my favorite, cottontail bunnies, so warm and soft, helpless and small. Something moved to the right and taking a deep breath I knew it was exactly what I was looking for. As I was about to pounce I lost track of it's familiar aura, "Hmmph must have fallen down the rabbit hole" I mumbled to myself, always to myself. I focused my hearing deeper into the forest and heard music. Without telling my feet to move I began surging towards it faster and faster. Crap.