It was a dream I had.
We were at your house.
And you kept ignoring me.
You would walk around me.
You would brush past me.
I kept following you.
I was slowing down.
You were getting further away.
And what frustrated me the most was that I couldn't see your damn face.
I wanted to see how you were reacting.
I wanted to see what was happening.
What was I missing?
Why wouldn't you look at me?
It was only a dream but-
Man it felt real.
***
Don't leave me behind.
Talk to me.
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Dark Thoughts
Teen FictionSome thoughts that tend to come and go. Not necessarily uplifting either. Bits and pieces of the mind- my own mind. A series of short chapters that may or may not connect. Rated MATURE as this story may contain themes that may upset or trigger rea...
