Reaching For The Universe

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With my books clutched in my arms, I scurry down the hallways.

Someone bumps into me.

I look up.

It's you.

I sharply suck in my breath.

You're eyes are searching for emotion in mine. You want to know how I feel.

I don't want you to see how I feel.

I don't want you to see the effect you still have on me.

So I shut them out for you not see how I feel.

I want to leave.

You're grab my arm and spin me around.

Silence.

We stare at each other for a moment.

A moment of peace settles within me. I feel safe. At home.

I snap out of my daze, when I see her standing behind you with her friends.

I pull myself out of your grasp.

I ignore the hurt that flashes through your eyes and try to get away from you.

Why are you hurt?

You have her now.

You don't need me.

I feel your gaze on my back.

I don't want to turn around.

I fight my instincts.

I really do.

But I give in.

I turn around.

There you are.

In your full glory.

My heart clenches.

Old memories replay in my mind.

A familiar lump appears in my throat.

I have to turn around.

I can't.

My feet are glued to the floor

You smile.

My heart flutters.

I remind myself of our past.

My broken heart falls into the familiar emptiness.

I turn around.

I leave.

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*Okay, so I'm not quite sure what this is. Probably a short story. Anyhow, hoped you liked it!*