I never really believed in ghosts or demons, I guess the thought of them existing seemed weird, but now I know I was wrong. Sometimes I think that if I believed they were real I wouldn't be here, I'd probably be living a perfectly normal life, but its too late.
I'm sat here at 2:49am trying to remember, where did I go wrong? I don't understand. What was it that brought me here. What do I do now? I don't want to stay like this forever, I have to do something. Why did it have to be me? It could have been anyone.
Now its 2:50am, I'm still thinking. I can hear a clock ticking in my head, there is no clock in this room. I can hear the seconds passing slowly, I'm slowly dying inside with every second that passes. Is this my fault?
2:55am, I haven't stopped thinking, I don't know what I'm thinking about. I'm just thinking, about nothing and everything. I can't sleep, too many thoughts. Will my life ever go back to normal?
Its 3am now, I have lost all my hope in anything ever going back to how it was before, but I still want it to get better. I wonder how he's doing. I hope he's not hurt.
I don't know why I'm worried, after all, he is the reason this happened. I still care about him, I probably always will, but I honestly don't know why. I don't know how to feel. This wasn't what I expected to happen. I definitely didn't expect it all to happen so fast.
Hours have past, its 6am now, even after all this time my thoughts haven't left, and I think I should do something but I don't know what to do. I can't move, its like I'm frozen, its like time is frozen, but I can still hear that same clock ticking in my head and I can hear the busy streets, the cars and the people and I know I've gone crazy. I suddenly feel a sharp pain in my back, like I've been stabbed I turn around and see nothing. I don't know what's happening, I don't know why, and all I can think of is how much I want to be dead right now, and I can hear him laughing at me, but I'm looking around and I can't see him anywhere. This is his fault. Its his fault. Its his fault. I keep repeating those three words till I can't hear or see anything other than him. His voice filling my head and tears starting to sting my eyes.
I can't believe I fell in love with my demon.
