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"Fight" between head and ...I`m sitting here.
But I can`t sleep.
I`m listening to your songs.
To those extravaganzas.
I`m thinking of you.
I can`t forbear the thoughts.
It`s something impossible.
Even if I change the song to an other one...
My head says No!"
Delete him out of us!"
But then I close my eyes.
I try to listen to the depths of my heart.
I just can examine a hushed whimper.
A whimper that says Please, don`t do that again...
You`re on the way to destroy me, to destroy yourself, to destroy us...
There`s no more energy at the moment to handle something like that again...
I don`t want to die.
Please, be a little bit selfish, once in your lifetime.
A tear leaks over the cheek.
I begin to sob.
My head says again No, you can`t do that, don`t listen to the heart.
But the sobbing doesn`t stop.
It`s so loud, that I can`t understand the head`s words...
But what shall I do now...?
Can anybody say to me what?
Nine TimesI saw him nine times.
The first time we were both sitting in the room together, getting ready to take the math test that would determine our placement. I was scatterbrained and throwing things around, trying to find the pencils that I had known I would need but had still just tossed in my purse. He was lounging backwards in his chair, looking for all the world as though he didn’t have a single care in the world, including the upcoming test. It annoyed me, that I was frantic and ready to scream, while someone else could be that relaxed.
I tested out of the class.
I don’t know if he did.
The second time I saw him, it was a few months after I arrived on campus. He was the one rushing and frantic this time, running across the square. He was probably late for class, though I had no way of knowing for sure. I was already lost in my own thoughts and ideas, deciding on my major and convincing people that yes, this is what I really want to do with my life. If they weren
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