i've had five dreams about her in the nine-month span i've known her.
five. fucking. dreams.
i know that doesn't sound like much, but i barely ever dream about the same person twice, let alone five times.
and even in those dreams, she confuses the hell out of me.
i need to stop. i really do. it's killing me, it's killing me. i can feel my heart withering and blackening with bitterness over her, and i don't want that, don't need that.
it's killing me.
and no one seems to get it. no one understands this pain. then again, who could?
i'm just the weird kid with the crush on the cheerleader. the one who makes waves. the one people avoid being friends with.
but...i can feel myself closing in again. and i don't want to.
want to know why.