I awoken suddenly in the silence of night. I had a gut wrenching ache in the pit of my stomach. The feeling wasn't my body warning myself of its own harm but somebody else's. I couldn't do anything about it. I never felt more worthless, and helpless. This is the feeling I get whenever I see her, when I see her face. She's always sad and I don't know what to do. To try and help soothe my soul I slowly sat up and sulked to the kitchen for a glass of water. Why do I feel this connection to her when she feels nothing towards me, I might as well be an ant to her. I don't understand much about love, if this even is love. I'm not sure if I understand the difference between love and infatuation. Does anybody?
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Infatuation
Teen FictionI remember sitting there. Watching her hurt herself. I couldn't do anything but watch. I learned the most important thing that day. Protect the ones you love because their worst enemy isn't anyone else besides themselves.
