Sparkatale

She's staring at me. I'm staring at her.

We stare at each other.

I move right, she moves right.

She moves left, I move left.

We're the same then we're not.

We're so different but we're the same.

How can we two different people be the same?

How can WE be the same!?

We're not the same!

We're not the SAME!

WE'RE NOT THE SAME!

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we're not the same

we're too different...

we're two different people...

how are we even together? Should we be together?

I looked into her eyes,

She stared back into mine,

I saw the emotions that were In me in her eyes...

Those big eyes, innocent eyes...

hopeful eyes...

I'm going to miss those eyes.

I looked at the rest of her face.

I see the wetness on her face...

She's crying...was she crying?

I wiped my face and she helped me...

I'm crying... Why am I crying?...

I looked at her again

No, no, no, no, no, no.

Don't cry.

Please stop crying.

I reached out for her, she turned away

No, please look at me.

I touched her shoulders and she flinched.

No, please.

Don't be scared.

I don't want to hurt you. I want to comfort you.

I hugged her shoulders...

Look at me

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She started hitting my arms.

What's wrong? I'm not doing anything.

Is she choking?

I stared at her eyes again, somehow, we're facing each other now,

I looked down to her neck...

It's warm...

I can feel her muscles, she squirming beneath me.

You can stop me,

come on,

I know you can.

Stop me.

Stop me!

STOP. ME!

STOP! ME!

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What did I do?

Did I do it?

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The floor, it's cold.

And it's dark...oh I have my eyes closed.

I slowly open them.

I see her...

it's not her normal, happy, cheerful face.

Please, smile for me...

Her face is dark, her eyes cold...just like the floor.

I smile weakly at her.

I felt my throat closing.

I don't struggle.

She's glaring at me, tears rolling down her cheeks.

I feel tears building up

Come on...I told you not to cry

Don't cry.

Don't cry..

Don't cry...

Don't...cry...

I close my eyes again.

This floor feels pretty nice.

It's dark and cold...

I smile

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Crying? Who's crying this time?

I roll over to her, the lump of covers.

No, you're suppose to be happy not sad silly.

I hug her close.

No, no, no.

We've been crying too much...

Let's sleep.

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This is nice...

I look at her.

She looks at me.

We look at each other.

We both smile.

I think I smiled more

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She moves right, I move right.

I stare at her. She stared right back.

We stare at each other.

We're the same.

We're two different people.

And we're the same person.

We.

Are.

One.

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We woke up slowly and look around our room and then at the mirror.

We smile at ourselves. We're the real one. We say to ourselves,

"Let's do better today."