Of You
Somebody in this little world sits in her car; watching the clouds cry, their tears sliding down her window and turning the world into a watery kaleidoscope.
She's thinking about you. She's sad as your eyes gaze lifelessly at her from inside her head. She misses you. Do you miss her?
She hopes you do. She wishes for you to return.
The people are blurred, whether it's raining or not. They mean nothing to her when you're not around. Which you never are anymore.
Why did you leave? Everyone wonders. Maybe some people know, but she never will. She's certain about that.
Maybe you're happy, wherever you are. Maybe there's a girl at your new school who fulfils her role perfectly as your lover. Maybe you've forgotten the one sitting in her car right now, watching the rain.
Maybe you don't care.
She''ll never know, but she hopes that one day, she'll have a chance to see you again.
She remembers all the days you both had...
The first day of school, you and her were put to sit together and she was sure that fate had decided it. That you were destined to be with her forever.
That one day you hugged her, fogging up her mind with the scent you had worn and engraving the memory of your embrace in her head. You made sure she'd never forget - and she didn't, for she still remembers.
And when you captured her heart in just a few simple, meaningless words: "You and I, together forever." You don't know how much you effect her with such silly and obvious lies.
Even, once, when you came so close... you stole her breaths to leave her lungs tightened and straining for air - her cheeks flushed and her skin was hot. You had and will always have that effect on her.
You also have the voice of an angel, even if you used it much too abundantly for other people's liking. She thinks it's better than any other infamous voice she's ever heard of.
And whenever you sent her an audio text, she would listen to it again and again and again. Just to hear you speak - just to have you near her in some way.
She's in love with you, but she hates that. She doesn't think it's real - her love. But she is in love. She just doesn't want to fall into it. She wants to wallow in it alone and let it bury her.
She knows you don't love her back at all. Not even as a friend. She believes it.
She hopes that, one day, you'll prove her wrong.
A/N: This is sort of something real. But think of it as fiction. Lol. - PBJ
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