Delusion

A delusion.

 

You weren't really, truly, physically there; I only thought I saw you. I guess I could've seen someone that looked like           you, but you've been gone too long for me to remember your features perfectly. 

Sandy brown hair.

Blue eyes. 

Freckles- 

Stop. There is no use remembering what has left you and what will never return. The                                                     past is in the past. That's what they say, right? I never listened to them when you were                                                   around and now they don't talk to the 'crazy girl'. 

 Say you did come back- and I mean back for good- I think we both know it could never be the same, we aren't the same  anymore. Maybe, just don't ever come back, don't you dare even think about it. Don't wander into my memories either. 

Don't come back.

But let's say you did one day, cause I thought I saw you yesterday. 

Author's Note

Who even knows what I write anymore, this is weird. I really, really, really wanted to write something and literally just wrote this in 2 minutes, so sorry if it is more confusing than it should be, but maybe it's just my sleep deprived mind rereading this, but I kinda like it. Thanks for y'all's input!

P.S. It's supposed to be from the mind of a crazy girl (aka me right now, I'm running on 2 hours of sleep, ha ha, jokes jokes..) so hence the opposing thoughts, weirdness, etc.

Reviews

[Craig2591]

"and now they don't talk to the 'crazy girl' ", is what made this for me. This is a snippit I would love to see developed into a larger story. I think people would love to see the world from a 'crazy girl's' perspective. I love her already.

[K.]

Thanks, Craig! I hope I can get the time and inspiration to expand it, even though I wrote this more to be a poem type story :) Thanks for reviewing!