her face was screaming
'look at me look at me look at me'
but you looked at them.
you didn't seem to notice her, and she didn't seem to notice him.
'why do you want to hang out with them so much?'
he asked her.
she had never seen this boy, he had never had any space in her mind, because her mind was full of you.
she didn't even answer.
she didn't want anything to do with anyone but you.
and he didn't want anything to do with anyone but her.
this time he was screaming.
YOU ARE READING
i wanted to say hi, but you're over there and I'm stuck over here.
Short Story"even in a room full of art, I'd still look at you." -- lowercase intended.
