IamThisOne
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All the time I dream about things that are never going to happen. I think about all the times spent with my fantasy girlfriend. About holding hands with her and those sappy things you see in teenage romance movies. I dream of holding her and comforting her when she is sad, her tears soaking the shoulder of my shirt. I dream of her forcing me to go places with her when she knows all I want is to watch T.V..
I can see her, waiting for me outside of class...smiling. I can smell her freshly washed hair as she greets me with a hug after a dreadfully long test. Her hand is soft yet her grasp is firm, I know she will never let go. I do not notice the people gathered around the entrances and the ones laughing for the only two people are she and I.
Then....I see through the blurred vision, the darkness. I see the present, the reality. I see myself...alone. I see the inevitable. I am delusional, I don't live in this world. The best medicine is to realize that I will never experience humanity. I am cursed to be alone and unloved.
Silence....
I can see her, waiting for me outside of class...smiling. I can smell her freshly washed hair as she greets me with a hug after a dreadfully long test. Her hand is soft yet her grasp is firm, I know she will never let go. I do not notice the people gathered around the entrances and the ones laughing for the only two people are she and I.
Then....I see through the blurred vision, the darkness. I see the present, the reality. I see myself...alone. I see the inevitable. I am delusional, I don't live in this world. The best medicine is to realize that I will never experience humanity. I am cursed to be alone and unloved.
Silence....