forbidden love

kostas

Another day rises, the alarm clock showing 6:00. I didn't get much sleep either, I couldn't stop thinking about him.

It just pains me to death, knowing I can't be that someone for kyriakos, having to be "just friends" because of people's opinions. I'm sick of it.

Getting up, I glance at the window, just thinking. Did he really feel nothing for me? Nothing at all?

I look back at the school trip and our shower together. I mean, he must've felt something then, right? I'm not just imagining things, am I?

I remember how he looked at me, with his bright blue orbs for eyes, that look on his face, I can't stop thinking about it.
Every night I think of him. I think of him, in bed, next to me.

I wish it were reality.

Sighing, I start getting dressed. Just some sweatpants and my flower button-up shirt. I know he loves it when I wear this, he's even said so.

This is it, today, he will be mine...