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Well, the heart wants what it wants.

Submitted: May 26, 2018

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Submitted: May 26, 2018



"Gah!" I exclaimed in disgust and threw my book across my bed, where it lay splayed open, showing me a diagram of the human heart. I flipped it shut--not able to bear the sight of such abominations--and buried my face in my pillow.

I couldn't get him out of my head. His voice, his smile, his laugh... I smacked my head a few times in attempt to knock some sense into my traitor of a brain. "Shut up, shut up, shut up!" I muttered, trying--and failing to get my brain to shut up about him.

I sighed and flipped over, pulling my pillow out from beneath me to smother my face with it.

Stupid, stupid heart, a voice in my head chided. Are you still pining over a hopeless cause?

"Shut up!" I growled out loud, but I couldn't ignore the flash of pain that came with the truth of those words. Yeah, why was I getting obsessed over something that was totally out of my reach?

But I never wanted this! I never wanted to develop any kind of feelings for anyone! Not just yet!

I sighed again in despair. What was wrong with me? Why did I have to do this to myself?

I forced myself to close my eyes and sleep, hoping that I'd be more able to concentrate on stupid biology when I woke up.

But when darkness fell, the dreams came too. And I couldn't even escape from him in my sleep.

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