Is this Really it?

Lonely as ever.

The texts just won't stop.

Augs is curious about everything about me. He question my anxiety; that left him alone in the middle of our school hallway.

He's Confused

"..."

Dot dot dot. 

That's all i could text back. 

I have nothing, or rather , have the intention to talk or speak with him.

I'm Scared

I was afraid that he would just find me. Ask me Questions. QUESTIONS! 

Why is he so curious? Why is he so interested? 

To me...

I packed my backpack and left school. I even left before the bell would ring. 

I ran home. I knew that my mother wasn't home nor my dad. 

So i was alone. 

I rushed towards my room and jumped on the bed, like i was falling from a building. 

*sigh*

I was sighing all over the place. 

I was alone in my dark green room with a queen sized bed and my lamp that looked like it was from the 1800's. 

But it was dim. The sun stoped shining. The white snow darkend. There was no sign of life anywhere. No cars, No animals, No wind; No one was walking.

I was alone. 

I closed my eyes. Imagined for the best. But i could imagine is augs. With his dark chocolate hair to his white smile. Ivy green eyes with a white smile. He would where a blue flannel, topping his black shirt, hinted with a white collar. His chin was slighty chizled. He physique was quite muscular. He was an athlete of the year yesterday. 

He sounds like a stereo typical prince of the story. 

But no. 

He's a defect.

Like me.

I had to little of everything. Looks, intelligents, social life. Life.

But he had too much.

He had friends. But none were sincere.

He had alot of athelitic clubs and teams. But none will come.

He had intellience. But none would appreciate his work and doings.

He was lonely.

Like me.

We needed each other?

No.

He needs someone. But not me.

No, not me.

But im lonely.

I need someone. 

Maybe...

Matt?