Okay

QOTC: Which Divergent faction are you in? (If you're not in the fandom, which Hogwarts house? And if you're not in that fandom then *insert Percy Jackson reference here*)

I don't read Percy Jackson :3

AOTC: For Divergent, I'm divergent. I am special and I'm a Slytherin.
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Okay

Okay

I repeated that word in my mind.

Okay

How many different meanings could a simple, four letter word have?

If asked if I'm okay, I'd answer yes. Always. Although, my mind was being troubled by the thought of her.

She was gorgeous. She was the sun and the moon. She brightened up my day, however dark she could be. Her eyes sparked up my life. Her short hair could rival anybody else's. The way that she could be mysterious, and yet, I had her all figured out. Her lips that I just wanted to kiss all day. And her smile. Her rare smile that she reserved for myself only.

The smile that made me fall in love with her.

Or, rather, that could be one reason.

I loved her. Maybe I always have. It built up inside me gradually. One day, I would want to hold her hand, the next I'm imagining our wedding.

I already knew who to hire as the caterer, the priest, the decorator, and the band.

That is, unless she wanted a deejay.

I would change anything in my plan to wake up next to her, but she never showed any interest.

Who could blame her?

I'm green

I'm annoying

I'm ugly

All I wanted was to see her laugh. Just once. I got smiles, never laughs. I only made her laugh the same day I met her, then she quickly grew tired of it. Of me.

Eventually, she grew up. She moved on from the Titans and made her own name for herself. I was still the same, immature, green kid who never again could see her laugh.

That's why I'll never be okay again

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No words...*SOB*

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