It's Snowing. I'm sitting on the window ledge and observe snowflakes that slow and lazy fall on the grayconcrete. I can't stop thinking about him. his smile, his views. I want to look at myself. But I realize that it will never be mine. Never. I'm trying to find out what is wrong with me. I Always fall in love with someone whos just not for me. Someone who I will never have.
My phone vibrates. Quietly, I hope that he is. Full of hope, I look at the screen. Isn't he. Just my best (and only)friend. MMS message. I open it. Andy Biersack fixing his hair. i laugh. Mike knows how to get me in a better mood. Even if you don't know that I have the best of the day. Like you I have. As a brother. The Problem is that he sees in our friendship more. It could have been a pair of. But imagine a walk with his brother.Does.
I look at the clock. 15: 12. I took the jacket and gloves and sneaked out of the apartment. I didn't want my dad to see me. Now he wants too much control over my life.. When I open the door cold air pludne in me. I'm walking down the street. I don't have a goal. I walk between streets such as lost sheep. Than i unconsciously turn in his street.
Soon, I realize. I turn and quickly leave the center. Shops are closed, because it is Saturday. There is no one.Only I, wandering through the streets. It self. Again. Snowflake let me fall on the cheek. Melted and poured intoone with a tear, I slip out of my eyes. i cry. But still doesn't know why.
Behind is the steps. I turn and see Mike. I want to ask him what works here. He stopped me and hugged me so hard. That's what I needed. I can't stop the tears. Mike took my hands. He takes me home.
Still snowing. Again, I'm sitting on the windowsill. This time it's with me Mike. we are drinking hot chocolate and talk.About everything. I can feel the heat. But it is not coming from the radiator, which is under us. It comes from inside.
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