...........

She wakes up with the feeling of him watching.
She's not scared...but comforted.
And as soon as she realizes the source of the feeling.
He's gone.
Never on time for opportunities.
But she has to live on even so...
the occasional one she does pursue is worth it.
And she wallows in desperation...for him until the next taste.
But she'll never know when that will be.
And she waits.
When she could be with someone else.
She's still waiting for him.
But she wants to...
forget.
Because she can't keep doing this.
Keep living like this...
without knowing.
But she can't...
forget.
Because he's her everything.
Her perfect image.
But sometimes...its not enough.
Because when shes not with him...
hes occupying her thought process.
And she has to pretend...
she doesn't care.
Has to pretend his absence doesn't affect her...
even when she can't stand to bear waking up to a dream...that was meant to be a reality.
And there's nothing she can do....
but wait out the storm...
his absence mustered up.
so until then...
she'll be thinking of him..
with hopes of memories replaying...
and as time passes...
she loses hope.

...

And finally....
you're here.

...

You bring out the worst in me.