Misted Thoughts

"Pillow" Talk

Me/you

Listen, are you there?
Yeah, what's up choco?
I miss you, and I don't understand how you come here exactly when I need you.
Well, I can't do that in real life because I don't want to anymore right? We're over and I'm moving on. But since I'm a figment of your imagination, I'm here. Tell me what's up.
Not much really. I wish we would go back to being what we were.
But you're afraid you'll not like me
Yeah. You know how much I love you...
Oh god woman, spare me the three words!
SHUTUP!
I was kidding beautiful, go on.
Yeah. What was I saying? Yeah. I love you and I do want you in every way possible. But I'm afraid I won't like you. I'm afraid you've changed.
Of course I have. Experiences change people, for better, for worse, I don't know...
So which one is it?
You tell me.
Don't say that
Why? Cuz he says it too?
He does, yes.
And you're afraid you like him?
I am, yes.
And you're also afraid that he's just a rebound and he's never gonna like you back and he's just as hung up on her as you are on me?
Is it moral obligation for you to know everything about my life?
Maybe. I'm always gonna be right here, I think I should know. And how do you know that a part of you is not with me?
You have a valid point, cookie. Very very valid. Would you want to meet me when we grow older?
Yes I would. I'm afraid I'll become much more handsome than I am right now and you will instantly fall for me.
The only difference would be, I'll try not to leave.
That would be wonderful.
You look good in pink you know.
I wear it just for you, ever since you told me I look good in it :)
Too much of you in my head can ruin me, I hope you know.
Trust me baby, you need all of this, all of whatever you can get.
I do. I really do.
I heard you ate momos today? I'm jealous.
Hahahaha. Yeah. And I would gladly share with you!
As if! You'd not even spare me one.
True. I wouldn't. I'd probably eat you up too.
Is that so? Mhmm?
Shutup! You know what I meant.
Yes honey, I know exactly what you meant.
Goodbye! I've to go read now.
Five more minutes?
Okay. Just five, not a second more. Okay?
Okay.
Okay.
Okay.
I love you.
Don't. It's not healthy for you to say that again and again.
Me not saying it doesn't make it a lie.
Me choosing to not hear it even when I know you want to say it, makes it a lie.
Do me favour and try not to make what we were a lie.
Oh sweetie, it wasn't a lie.
It was all a dream.
Wake up. The real world isn't as pretty as the bubble both of us made out of our desires.
That's why I hate you.
Because I express the truth of life?
Because you refuse to except there could be a brighter side.
You're the one who turned off the light.
You're the one who refused to open your eyes when I did.
Touché
Toodles.
Tata!