Sympathy

Dedicated to a special someone.



Sympathy is a big word. Containing many meanings, and many affects to people. Sympathy is an emotion to people, something to resent, something to adore, and something to need. As for myself, I wish the word didn't even exist. Sympathy is just another word for I feel bad for you so I'll try and make you feel better when I really could careless. But atleast it's better than having no one. As you may have noticed, I write my feelings out. No one understand who I really am, not even my close friends. People try to comfort me about this, but as I said before, I despise sympathy.

So here's how it works. This girl, the most charming person in the world, with a personality to revere, and looks to kill. Alright gotta snap out of it. Anyways, she takes me over when I'm talking to her. I like her, and she supposedly likes me. I don't understand why she won't take it a step further. The only idea i could think of was that she secretly likes someone else and is afraid to say it. Whatever it is, it's the least of my thoughts, because she takes up my whole mind. And as I stumble upon words when I'm with her, trying to impress her, I know I'm gonna say the wrong thing, which will screw up everything. If that ever happened, my world would collapse.

My world is collapsing. I want to open her eyes so much. She only sees what's in front of her. Sympathy is the last thing I ever want. There's that distasteful word again. Everything feels strange and untrue. In my mind, everything becomes blurred, and then I see her smile, and her laughter rings in my ears, as her soothing voice calms me. Then I know everythings going to be all right.

The next day at school we hit it off, talking for a whole three minutes inbetween classes, and whenever we see each other, like nonstop motormouths. Even better, it's Friday. I know we are gonna hang out tonight. And we do, at my friends house, which is amazing. I started falling in love like Romeo did with Juliet. There was so much flirting tension that I could feel the heat rising. I just wanted to grab her and kiss her, so I did my desire. And to my surprise, she kissed back. I held her as she flashed me that smile that made me wake up each day.Holding her by the waste, was assuring myself that she was mine. And then I opened my eyes