I stare at the message , "watch out, your mango story will put you in trouble some day ."
Am scared. This message harbors a lot of meaning but she does not bother to explain instead she just goes offline .
Am scared this might mean the untimely end of what we have dreamt together, it might mean someone else may be seeing the messages or a lot more other things. My brain cannot decide on which it is likely to be and am hoping it was a joke, am hoping for you to get back online and text me. I am already feeling that squeeze in my heart , I have felt it before and still I cannot get used to it. It leaves me breathless, thinking and yearning. Yearning for you.
Maybe I should never have told you that I liked you I think to myself. But I know I have gone over that night over and over and I know I would never have done anything different if it showed up. The saddest part of all of these is that you probably have no feelings and I do a whole ton of them. And am scared. Scared of getting scarred again. Am scared because the only conversations I know are the between a mango and an orange which would you become , a knife and fork which would you prefer , say the spoon and plate had an argument what would be the worst of their argument as a couple ; these are the only conversations I know . Am scared they may not please you. Am scared they may not please anyone ever .
Maybe I should be alone I think as I slip into sleep.
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Inbred Fire
RandomA young girl tries to understand who she is when she finds herself having feelings that she does not understand. As she tries to make light of them she comes up with these few short stories some in poetic form while others are just plain stories on...
