I dont own anything.
Leah's P.O.V
I always see you watching her.
For some strange reason, it made me watch you.
It didn't really matter how long I sat or stood there. I didn't get bored.
Watching you, watching her.
Sometimes, even when she wasn't there, your eyes would be open but you couldn't see what was in front of you. I wonder sometimes, what was it about her that had changed you so much? Once carefree and naïve, the boy that was in front of me was no longer a boy.
I'd say it was a loss of innocence but…
You shift in your sleep murmuring a name, quietly.
I tilt my head, as if that would help me see…
Nope.
I still got nothing.
I don't blame you. Not entirely anyway. I used to feel the same way about him. Still did until recently actually.
Real Recent
Until I started watching you instead. Maybe that's how I moved on. Seeing my feelings play across someone else's face. Makes you realize things. Makes you realize that life is too short to sit around waiting for someone who is never going to come.
It's not like she might be late.
Boy, she told you.
She loves him. Not you.
Okay so I'm not the most emotional person in the world, but I'm not as bad as you all think I am.
Do you think I'm bad?
Ha. Our minds are technically connected. Maybe it's me who thinks I'm bad.
Do I think I'm bad?
I sighed. I got off topic. What was the topic to begin with?
Ahh yes, you.
I wish I could help you, but I don't know what to do.
So instead, I sit here.
Watching you.
Watching her.