Ever feel like you are being watched? Awful feeling isn't it? You can feel the eyes on you, watching you. You aren't sure what emotion they are watching you with. It could be lust, it could be hatred, it could be fear. You're not to sure, but you don't like it. You quickly run through a mental check list. Have I locked the door? Is my alarm set? Did I shut all the windows? You answer yourself yes with all cases, and relax a little. You're cozy in your little home, safe from the outside world. Alone.
Yet you still feel it. The eyes pressing down your neck, just watching you do your own business. You know you're safe. You did lock everything right? But then a thought enters your head. What if someone was already here? A simple answer,really. That just means instead of locking him out, you locked him in. With you. Alone.
Your heart starts to race. Your eyes look at every corner. You start to feel relief but from the corner of your eye you him, you know he won't be happy if you ruin his night. But he is very apt to ruin yours if you do. You finally run into your room. You lock the bedroom door, not learned your lesson with locking doors. So you sit there in your room. Sitting nervously on that oh so comfy bed of yours. Alone.
You're still not content. You check every brightly light corner. Under your bed has proven clear at least a dozen times, and you know your closet is empty . So you breathe a sigh of relief, and sit comfortably on your bed. You scold yourself for being such a child. You go wash up for the night, making fun of yourself for what fear you put yourself in. You convince yourself shut off the lights, and slip into bed. You drift off to sleep, with a smile on your face . You are now safe and sound until morning. So you sleep, mocking your phantoms, in your skimpy underwater. You sleep. Alone.
Finally you are asleep. Such a bothersome evening this has been. Finally you have convinced yourself you are alone. And you are...with me
