𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 | 𝟏𝟖+

𝘙𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨.

I hold my phone up to my face, jaw clenched and heart racing, as I call my therapist for the third time this week.

I know it's a lot - too much. And I know I sound fucking insane right now. Yet, I cant help it. Maybe if I say it out loud, maybe if I name it enough, it'll lose its grip on me.

Finally, she picks up.

"Hey Carlos.." I hear her voice on the other end of the line, soft and gentle like always.

Eva's been my therapist for a few weeks now. Shes always listening more than shes talking, leaving space for me to fill it with something worth saying. Sometimes I wish she could just interrupt - just say something - to break the dry and tense atmosphere. Other times, I wish she would judge me, especially when it comes to 𝘩𝘦𝘳.

I told her about the girl. The girl who's everywhere, anywhere, no matter what. How I see her face in reflections that aren't her. How shes taken over my mind like a squatter who wont leave.

I wish someone could look at me and say "That's not normal." Because maybe then, I'd finally believe it. And now here I am. Calling her again because I can't sit alone with my thoughts. I'm getting consumed.

"I can't get her off my mind, Eva. She's fucking everywhere. I dont even think it's love anymore. It's something more.. messy."

Silence is all I could hear from her.

"I think I'm..." I continue.

Another pause.

"𝙊𝙗𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙙."

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