By RIHchic
Date: 22 February 2001
Last Night
Last night, I confess, I tried to know you. I saw a notebook laying on the front seat of my car. It was yours! I opened it and began to read. It turns out that you are required to keep a journal in your english class. Favorite place, biggest heartbreak, family life...etc. I found myself tearing ravishly through the pages, trying to find out everything about you. I cried, I laughed, I wanted you. I wanted to hold you close to me and never let you go. I kept hoping I would find a note written by you, explaining your love for me. As I turned the last page I closed my eyes tight, praying for something, my name doodled, a note, anything.As I opened my eyes, my heart fell. It was a note to YOU, and it was from HER. Why would you save that? Do you still think of her? Can you not see my desire for you? I held your notebook close to me and tears fell freely. Many things crossed my mind. I'm too boring, too fat, too something for him. As I crawled into bed last night, I prayed that I could be all you ever wanted.
I hope it comes true!
RIHchic
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