Crick118 here! Just kind of thought of this whole being the insomniac that I am, and I had to write it down. Thought it'd be an interesting parody. Anyway, enjoy!
30 Minutes and Counting30 minutes.
30 minutes until this boring class is over, and I get to see her again.
30 minutes until I get to watch her fall all over him like a lovesick fan girl, while he doesn't notice.
30 minutes.
30 minutes until she does the exact same thing to me, never realizing that my heart belongs to someone else.
30 minutes until I'm pulled over by a girl I couldn't care less about.
30 minutes.
30 minutes until I realize the one girl I love couldn't care less about me.
30 minutes until I find myself wishing, for once, that I was him.
30 minutes.
30 minutes until I watch her walk away, never truly noticing me.
30 minutes until I wish I was just brave enough to confront her and tell her how much I want her.
30 minutes.
30 minutes until I start to fantasize that she'd just come up and kiss me.
30 minutes until I realize that'll never happen.
30 minutes.
30 minutes until he steals her heart, again.
30 minutes until she wishes that she could confront him, not me, like I wish she would.
30 minutes.
30 minutes until she thinks no one cares.
30 minutes until she thinks no one loves her.
30 minutes.
30 minutes until she realizes I've been lurking in the shadows all this time.
30 minutes until she finds that I care.
Who knew these 30 minutes would make such a difference.
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So, …….Do you think I should continue? (I probably will anyway (knowing I probably won't get much sleep tonight))