I always see her around, like everywhere from the gym to the restaurants that I visit. It's weird but cute, I seen her in the store a couple of days ago, I seen her looking at me, smiling I felt her eyes stare deep into the deepest part of my body,  it was cute. I loved the attention that she's giving me. I hope she's not giving it to anyone else, she only needs me and only me. I wish she knew how much I knew about her, like how she can't sleep without her lamp on or how she sleeps with stuffed animals, she also wakes up at 5:00 am but doesn't get out of bed until 5:30 am, she doesn't sleep well because of nightmares; I wonder what she dreams about or what she has nightmares about...monsters? being alone? losing everyone? I don't know but she started writing about her nightmares in her diary that is her dresser- top draw on the left-side of it. She never tells anyone about her nightmares not even her mom or brother and that says a lot because she trusts both of them so much but she trusts her big brother more than her mom. 

I watched her closely today, she didn't come and visit me today which was weird because she normally does. I wonder what was different today..maybe shes seeing someone today but her schedule was free today, I checked it today. So she didn't plan anything but she isn't visiting me? strange ... so strange I wanted her to watch me like she always does, I want to see her jealous like she is when she sees me with other women older or younger it doesn't matter to her...all women in their 20's that I'm around always. All hours of the day I'm with someone because I can't be with her just yet, I wanna see what she wants from me- my love, my body, my mind, my soul..if that matters to her. I need her...I want her to live in my veins, my blood, my ribs.. she does't need anyone else expect for me. I checked her schedule today, she wrote down that she'll be at a cafe like 15 minutes away from my house, I wonder why she's there? is she meeting someone there?! I hope not. She only needs to hang around me all day and night...24 hours a day, 7 days a week. 

I drove home from the gym, I quickly change and grab my keys again. I make it to my car and my phone dings, her phone is at 30% now, she needs to learn how to charge her phone more often..like a lot more often. I start my Mercedes and start for the cafe before she decides to leave and I lose seeing her today..I speed down the street, I finally make it there. her little black car is so cute next to my car, I wonder what her outfit looks like today- it probably cute like it always is! She always knows how to dress to impress I hope she only dresses like that for me but I want her to show herself off so people can see how lucky I am to have a girl like her in my life.  I love her with all my heart! I wonder if she knows that I watch her? Like does she realize that I watch her more than she'll ever get to watch me. Sometime I watch as she rolls around in her bed, she looks cute when she's sleeping. But back to now time, I walk in and spot her, she's wearing some sweatpants and a tank-top, the outfit looks so cute on her! her hair is slightly up and it's held up by a tiny claw-clip that is white, she didn't do her makeup today,her eye-bags are more visible. 

I act like I don't see her so she doesn't think I'm following her; I sit at the table across from her, I see her eyes slow glide over to mine, her nervous eyes look me up and down. It's cute and sweet; her eyes widen in surprise as she realizes I'm actually here, like to her I'm physically here, her face turns red and I watch as she picks up her bag and rushes to leave but I try to to stop her.  I rush after her and finally catch up, I smoothly ask her number gently.."let me get your number, do you have plans later on tonight? maybe I could be in those plans cutie?" I asked with confidence because I don't want her to think that I'm nervous or something. She nervously takes my phone and types in her number, before I could say anything like "thank you" she was gone. I hope she responds and gave me the right number. 

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