Akira
When I enter the room I hear laugh and I turn to find Luke and Sydney both are cuddled on couch watching TV. I try to walk as quietly I can not wanting to disturb their moment. They both look cute and so in love. Tenderness is clear on their face when they watch each other. Sydney loves him as much as he adore her. Devotion and affection is clear in their eyes.
Could I ever have this kind of devotion, these affections from anyone? My mind immediately reaches to that grey eyed boy, I just left. I don't understand him at all. Whatever his intentions are I don't get it. I shake my head to get rid of his thought or I'd just end up crying, like crybaby I'm.
I tip toe silently to the kitchen, taking a glass of milk. I pad into my room, letting myself in I close the door quietly behind
