11.5 wed, 11:14
All I know is that when she leaned down and fell asleep on your shoulder, my skin stood away from me, and I couldn't move. You looked down at her gently clamped eyelashes and rested your head on hers, so softly smoothing over her skin in your mind. You watched your own hand flit from her knee to yours and back again. It looked like a perfect scene from the movie ending I'd always yearned for, but I never wanted to see it like this. My mind revolted against my eyes and I nearly keeled over when she opened her eyes and smiled to your jaw, only a breath away from her lips. I shook completely and forced my eyes away, but she whispered something and you smiled and this is too much and I can't feel anything and there's a hole where your hands should be and why did it happen this way again and you never even saw me, did you?