Tobias's P.O.V.
I can't believe that he looked through my books. Now he probably thinks I'm creepy. I mean, I am, but I don't want him to think that. I think he's different. But he can't be. They are all the same. They are all the same. I've been through this before. He won't be different. He can't be different. I don't want him to be different. It's not fair.
From what I've seen of him, he's perfect. From his rainbow boxers, to his singing voice, I haven't found a imperfection yet. It's like he doesn't have one. That song he sang though. What did it mean?
Why is live so complicated
It's not like I want to be here
It's not like I have a big fear
Why is life so complicated
Dying is my final wish now
Darling I need you to see how
You make me feel when you do that
Why is life so complicated
Does he not want to be alive? That can't be so. Everyone has something to live for, so he must. I think I just zoned out because I just ran into a tree. Ouch. I start to head back to the little warehouse I live in. I took a deep breath at the door. Is he mad at me for hitting him? I would be. I hesitally opened the door only to find him sleeping. He is so adorable. I sit next to him.
"I need you to see how you make me feel too," I whispered.
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