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2015.10.01

18:35

Going there hurts. Seeing Monster's sister hurts. Not seeing Monster there hurts.
I could imagine it there, with its glasses, me stealing the glasses from Monster, wearing it, Monster looking at me in a way like it's telling me to be a good girl and don't mess with Monster, then me taking it off while making it dirty and giving it back to Monster, with a devilish smile on my lips.
I could imagine Monster loving to play with that little girl. I could imagine it wearing its earphones and listening to songs I didn't really like, and me, getting jealous, taking out one of the earphones from its ear and acting like I really hate the song only by listening to a second of it, just to make Monster stop the song and pay some attention to me.
(By the way, thanks for texting me now, when I really wanted to text you but I didn't know how.)
I could imagine Monster being worried about its friend, or better say friends, and me getting jealous and start texting my friend and smiling for no reason to act like I'm happy while I really wasn't.
Wish the rain could get heavier now to hide my tears...
Wish it could wash all the memories...
Wish I could die with these memories...

~Secret Admirer

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