I need to get this off my chest.
that night she dreamt about when you were sitting next to her, but this
time you slowly leaned towards her. your weight against her side, your
warmth seeping into her. she remembers looking at your body touching hers
and the creeping feeling that it caused, it made her heart race. she feels
guilty for these thoughts and the way her heart tugs when she recalls the
dream. she wants to feel you like that though.
desperate for your attention, but unable to tell you "yes."
"stare at me" was what her mind thought,
"think of me" was what repeated in her head.
"what is wrong with me? am I incapable of loyalty?"
"I shouldn't feel this way. I shouldn't feel this way.
I'm an ungrateful swine, a disgusting cow."
she's trembling now. she wants to be touched. she wants you to touch her. she wants you to hear her. she's going to miss you; she already does.