It's wrong to have feelings for someone that already belongs to another. But not to me...
|Him- By Jade
A/N- This isn't base on my feelings for a certain person in real life, it's a work of imagination. Sure I am probably inspired by the individuals in my everyday life, but since this isn't my diary, I won't write anything personal.
This is just a short story about a girl that loves the wrong person...
Confession; I like someone. Some may say 'oh wow that's news' in a sarcastic tone and a dramatic eye roll, but this person is unique from any boy I've encountered in my life.
He has a girlfriend already.
To make matters worse, I'm on good terms with her...I don't remember confronting with her in a day in my life nor do I harbor any ill-feelings towards her. But in a secretive way, I am harming her by falling in love with her boyfriend.
It doesn't take a mad scientist to explain how bemuse I feel at this current moment, but I will probably need a skilled psychologist to rescue me from these forbidden feelings I have for him.
Why does something so wrong feels so right? I need to team up with my brain full of reasonable advice, not the beating organ in my chest. Otherwise, I will conjure up some trouble...soon.
Although him and I aren't in a relationship -barely friends-, I feel an invisible silk string between us. I sense his grief, he senses mine. He sense my euphoria, I sense his. In his moments of sadness, he would often send yearning glances in my direction, quietly asking for a hug.
I would send him one of my crooked grins to repair his moods.
As soon as a quirky giggle escape the confines of my throat, he would look up from the polished wood of his desk and stare in to my face.
He listens to metal rock music, increasing the volume to a drastic one hundred percent, enough for everyone to hear the blasting voice of Billie Joe. I'm not familiar with songs from Green Day besides Basket Case and Let Yourself Go.
Why should I be concerned though? I won't ever have him...
A/N- I believe I wrote the mind of someone delusional. Don't y'all think so too?