I saw his face again today…

Every time I read the paper I’m reminded of the fact…he never knew how I felt.

Steadily I gazed out my window across from my chair…the sky even reminds me of him.

I can’t focus on anything I do…I have this overwhelming feeling…I can’t shake it no matter what I do…

I sigh…

Looking up into the sky is almost as painful as seeing his face.

My mother steps into the room briefly, asking, “Are you alright?”

What am I supposed to say to that? When my heart aches that badly for him.

I lie to her, “I’m fine mom.”

She smiled, not catching the looming look inside my eyes.

I saw his face again…

Somebody like me shouldn’t be so lovesick, I should be out enjoying the sunlight, the feeling in the air, but, alas…I can only write down in my diary…Sincerely…Chris…My Beloved…Sonic…

Sonic: *Reading* OH DEAR GOSH! MY EYES!!! UNCLEAN!!! UNCLEAN!! *washing eyes out with soap then hits himself* PAIN IS THE CLENSER! PAIN IS THE CLENSER!!!! *shivering* …Need….mind-soap…I am…never…sleeping well…again…