What's the best thing to do when you wake up at the middle of the night? For me it's thinking about my life or staring out at moon.
Today I've already cried enough to stress myself more for thinking at night so I'm going with the second option. The moon was shining beautifully in the sky like always, Being the symbol of so many things, such as lover who dwells in the darkness of night and only moon is the witness of of love and terror the thrilling chills that makes the hair of your spine stood up meeting your lover alone at night.
It's a scary yet amazing feeling and all this happens under moon but I have never experienced that feeling only heard tales of their meeting at night from my friends. For me moon symbolise a mesmerising lie, people look up and see the beauty of the moon not the loneliness, they say it's a the symbol of love but how could it be when the moon, itself is all alone in the sky?.
There's so many things about the moon we say but none of it is actually true. I wonder does it gt lonely up there? The winds are sure as hell not kind tonight, it's quite cold "Meow meow" the sweet meows of Tamara makes me turn my head looking at the sweet fury thing that now is awake on my bed. "Did I wake you ma'am?" "Meow meow" she just kept on meowing telling me to close the window ofc. I gave a wave to moon and was about to close the window when I felt like someone's watching me. Someone down the street I look down but couldn't see anything in this dark chilly night. I shrug off the feeling and close the window then went back to my bed and sat putting Tamara on my lap.
But she got up and went to bed again. Seriously cat have such an attitude. I went to get her again but I felt something in my pocket. "What is it?" I put my hand in my pocket and then took out a scramble peice of. "It's viltis's paper!" I realise and open to see his number along written down along
Hey so as you see we couldn't complete our conversation so how about we talk about through phone? P.s I'm not a stalker or anything I've just got some questions
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I smile reading this. Like really should I call him? Amorea don't be crazy that guy broke into your room and you're gonna give him you number? But when he left me at the party didn't I wanted to find a way to contact him. Don't be ridiculous Amorea. Don't do this. But why shouldn't I? My head was aching from thinking so hard. Like fuck I've never thought so bad about anything! Not knowing what to do I took out my phone and texted my the only one person I know I could trust.
Caroline. Seeing that she texted me so much makes me feel sick.
I shouldn't have ignore her like this. And even now I'm texting her because of him, whom I haven't even made a mention to her. This is not an option. Finally after what feels like hours I decided to text him but what should I text him? Like he's a stranger I can't just say 'hey how are you?' or anything like that. Urghh! My life's just can't be easy! "Come on Amorea you can do it!" I keep on saying to myself. "It's no biggie you can do it." With chanting in my head I wrote a text to him but again I didn't send it. "I suck" I started scrolling through Instagram. I searched the hashtag how to start a conversation with a stranger. I know it's stupid but it's my only way.
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I saw this post and and my mind lit up with an idea. I quickly type "stop stalking me dude! Just tell what you want?" I sent him that I was feeling nervous like I've never been before but when I look at the time my eyes went wide and the thought of him being online left my mind . "shit it's 4 am" he's probably asleep without waiting and I started feeling disappointed of not texting him earlier, but I didn't really knew he gave me his number. I went and lie down on my bed While the nervousness was eating me. I turn left then right but sleep refuse to come to my eyes "fuck." Seriously he's taking my sleep away from me. This is crazy! Why am I going crazy for him. What is he doing to me? This feeling is so foreign to me yet it's feels so good. This excitement and then this fear of what this is, it's so.. so undescribable idk what's happening to me anymore I need to talk to Caroline! Yes! Only she can help me with these questions. She is my life line but I can't text her at such hour! Everything is so messed up. Slowly the sleep came over my body but not before his blue eyes flashes before my eyes, haunting me.
"Beep beep." My stupid alarm woke me up I swear to God I will break that freaking thing or I would throw that clock out if it doesn't stop beeping. "Beep beep" this annoying sound really is hate this sound " beep beep"
. Fuck I can't really sleep peacefully "fine I'm up you shitty clock." I yell at the alarm but the word shit reminds me of the event from earlier flash in my mind. My own mother thinks I'm shit, no matter how hard I try my heart still ache the same and I can't help but feel emptiness of my motherly love. How can I ever find someone who loves when I'm an extra luggage to my family? Feeling like this I mumble a sorry to the clock and went to bathroom. ____________________ The moon used to have a lover until the fate took it's lover. From that day on moon has taken a vow to shine the light at the lover who meets at night.
