She realized that her love for her professor was probably nothing more than a childish infatuation. She wasn't in love with him. She was in love with the thoughts that came with him. Flashbacks of Disney Movies and Nicholas Sparks book made movies flashed through her brain as she wished to reach for his hand and clasp...
We, as people tend to be escapists. We search for a way out, whether it's with someone we like, friends, or music...but some of us take a more dangerous road- a more self destructive turn and in the end, it leaves us empty. Growing up physically is inevitable....but what haunts us, what we fear most will keep us trapp...
I am not defined by my disorders or flaws, but how I have survived and conquered.
❝―it was then i realized you were not my world. you were my universe.❞ © lofangs [completed]