sketch (a skins fanfic)

and i saw you frantically running away with maxxie and whatshisface, it could have been you and me. i really wish it was you and me.

not running away, but staying, having a laugh, getting wasted, stoned, making love.

as the bus boarding to London slowly drifts away, i felt a familiar tightening of my chest. i couldn't breathe, and as the bus goes farther and farther my heart collapses harder.

i stood there. lifeless...

as tears started to swell up at the corners of my eyes. i stared at the bus hopelessly waiting for something to happen. something like, you would run back for me or you could have changed your mind and return back for your pants. just something that i could have hold on to. but there was none. i stood there helplessly waiting and waiting with every second agonizing as a stab of a knife. after a few more seconds the bus was gone. i didn't know what to do at first.

i looked around, wiped the tears that rolled the same path over and over again. i realized i was alone. more alone than i ever was. i walked with no direction in mind but an image.

YOU

i didn't know that i would really fall for you. you were the only one who genuinely cared. i keep telling myself we could have been happy together. not obsessing but real undoubted love. you could have been my happy ending.

but its not.

its not...



sketch fanfic short story 3.10.09 -Nai