It wasn't unusual for her to freak over her appearance. It wasn't unusual for her to try to be a main character. It wasn't unusual she'd force a mysterious energy on herself. It wasn't unusual for her to stop talking in the midst of a crowd. It wasn't unusual for her to lose herself, multiple times. Oh,how she wanted to be something more. How she wanted to be who she wanted to be. To be someone exciting and full of life. To be free and happy. If it were so easy. So easy to be just happy. Secluded and annoyed by the population of people around her, she'd want to bury herself deep within the ground to get away from them. This wasn't unusual. It wasn't unusual.
It wasn't unusual for her to wish for some entertainment in her life. The antisocial lifestyle she initiated for herself was wearing her off. Scraping away the layers of comfort and self satisfaction she had struggled so hard to build and maintain.
It wasn't unusual for how to remember how she had been. How she had been with him. How things had been. He was the pill and she was the addict. An intoxicant she couldn't get enough of. It was bad,she knew. Still,she wanted it. She wanted him. He was everything she ever truly wanted for herself and got. She got and lost him. She never truly got anytime she wanted for herself. How sad,so sad.
It wasn't unusual for her to question why she couldn't hold onto happiness. Why it slipped through her fingers like sand in an hourglass. She'd grasp and grasp, but it would escape, leaving only emptiness.
It wasn't unusual for her to miss the warmth of his body. To crave and want him. She missed the tangled mess of their lower bodies. Oh,how she missed him. Missed everything about him. It wasn't unusual for her to find comfort and peace in her slumbers.
It wasn't unusual for her to hit replay on their memories, reliving each moment, each kiss, each whispered promise. The bittersweet nostalgia would wash over her, a tidal wave of emotions.
It wasn't unusual for her to spend hours during the day sleeping. It wasn't for her not to wake up. Not to ever wake up. Not cause of the peace and comfort but because she saw him. She saw him. She saw him. She saw him. And that was all that mattered. She saw him.