Loud Rebellious Thoughts

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
The thoughts in my mind as I lay in bed with my "sensationalist".

Submitted: July 09, 2012

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Submitted: July 09, 2012



The street light's reflection on the white washed wall was slowly fading away as the sun started to rise. Everyone else in the cold room was seemingly unaware of the thoughts racing through my mind. Oh! Those rebellious, loud, thoughts! I lay in bed wrapped inhis arms. I almost felt suffocated! He was asleep and my mind was screaming to say something to fill up the silence. I wish he would wake up, wake up to talk and never stop. "Maybe he talks to fill up the emptiness of his silence." I thought.  I had to tell my mind to hush, if everyone heard these thoughts they would tell. I want to lay in this broken bed, wrapped in these dirty sheets, as long as I could lay in bed with my "sensationalist" all day. I want to be his best kept secret, not his biggest mistake. I'll stay awake and hide away from my love, my parents, my little bed,my boredom, my broken mirrors, my shyness, and this closet I call "my life".  Hidden away from these extremities my days would be like long sentences flowing into one another, some days I would be brave. Other days I would almost disappear. Tell me, do you think it'd be alright if I could just crash here again tonight? You can see that even though it's morning , I am in no shape for driving and I swear it has nothing to do with an altered state of mind. It's just that I've got no place and his arms seem perfect.

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