This one is about a boy.
There is a boy. The circle started again. She didn’t mean for it to happen. But it’s so easy getting tangled up. The sparks, the flirtations, she enjoys that kind of attention. She will leave her heart out of it though, she promised that to herself. It worked for a while. She didn’t care that much and it got her farther than she expected. Only then she got too excited and let her mind wander. She got so used to the texts, the attention, affection. She craved it, but was too scared to admit it. She was too terrified it will all just stop one day. Her plan failed, once again. She got attached. Only this time it felt different. Maybe she did care less. Maybe the boy was different. Maybe he does care. Or maybe she really changed.
It’s like she lives for the roller coaster of feelings. Highs of those sweet few hours in his company, lows for all the days she spends wishing he would at least text her hello… She hates not knowing what is going on. But maybe she secretly enjoys it. The thrill of the chase.
She still isn’t sure where this is heading. It can still end in a second. Usually they stop calling after a month. This one is still kind of here. Will it last? She would like that. But she won’t lose sleep over it. Not this time. No more desperation, no more moping around. Life goes on either way. Maybe she did learn something after all.
*Story About a Girl is a collection of random midnight scribbles about life, written when brain just can’t shut down. Inspired by my own life and thoughts, telling a story through a third person.0