Yet again, here we are. I finished my Algebra, and you are behind me, working on yours. Unless you're just being quiet and you and your one friend are on Bonk. If so, I might try to join you soon. You wanna know how much I like you?
I ended up playing it this week when I could just to level up, to get better. I haven't played Bonk.io since 9th grade, yet here I am, new Bonk account just to play with you. I feel like maybe if I can get these moments with you that you'll really notice my efforts. It's pathetic, it really is. But these are the things I do for you. These are the kinds of things I do to make you happy, even if I know it wont work. I'm not anyone special, and I know it. I know you probably care about me as much as I care about the stranger besides me, head down, earbuds in, sketching something and sniffling away.
Yet here I am, thinking about you. Ha, speaking of, I wrote you a dumb poem while I was walking to my locker yesterday:
Roses are red
violets are blue
yes, (y/n),
I'm thinking of you
Yeah, it's dumb, but so am I.
Earlier I looked into your eyes. Did you notice? Doubtfully. Did you notice my pupils? They dilated, didn't they? Of course they did. But i'm lucky and have brown eyes, so you couldn't possibly see that.
Did you see me shaking? Oh, wait. I always shake. But did you see the difference between me without you, and me with you?
Did you notice me fumble over my thoughts? Tripping so easily over every syllable, like a cowardly knight facing a dragon..
I mean..you are pretty hot..(please excuse my horrible pun)
YOU ARE READING
Watch Me Fall
HorrorSome thoughts of a not so sane teenage girl. Cover by @ziggystaardusssttt