Chapter 3 – Worth a thousand words
Visualize.
She shut her eyes and gently tilted her head back trying to imagine his almost-painfully beautiful face.
She leaned back, slumping back into the large black leather chair, gently massaging her temples.
She wanted him to the point that it tugged at her heart just watching him even talk to other girls.
She tried harder to get his image into her mind, she tried desperately to burn his image into her mind and carve it into her heart and forever have it swimming in her subconscious.
She pushed herself to her limits mentally, trying to remember his face – after all it was usually hard to forget his face – and got as far as the beautiful piercing blue eyes until the door swinging wide open interrupted her and brought her back down to planet earth.
She didn't even have to bother to try and imagine him anymore; he was standing right in front of her in flesh and blood, yet somehow she could see right through him and she wanted him so bad.
…if you cant see what you want, you obviously cant want it that badly.