Nothing I Can Do

yes. Even the way we express ourselves is similar. I hate how much I long to see that look he used to give me. The one that was full of love. Back to the time where he actually treated me like his daughter.

”Well? ” His voice darkening.

I gathered up as much courage as I could.

”Im going to my room. ” I said through gritted teeth. I look down so u don have to look at those unfeeling eyes anymore.

He didn say anything for a moment or two letting the silence stretch for a bit.

”Alright, ” He said. I look up at him hoping to see that look once more. But I see nothing. He turns away from me and walks away. Why do I always fool myself into thinking that hell love me again? I don deserve love.

I give out a bitter sigh and turn back to my door. I go in, avoiding to look at the covered up mirror that is in the corner of my room. Too many happy memories that only led to a bitter end.

I collapse on my bed exhausted. Im so tired of everything, I thought. I look up at the ceiling with a daze. Maybe it was because I was tired or maybe it was because of the interaction I had with my Father in the hallway but I started thinking of that girl. The way her hair glinted in sunlight and the way she smiled at me… it was so… genuine. But why? Why me? Im sure there are plenty of other girls that would love her attention. So…where does that leave me? Do I even want her around? I curl up on my side hugging a pillow to my chest.

Im not the most interesting person… shell probably just leave once she gets bored. Yeah, thats it. Shell just leave once she gets bored of me. I closed my eyes as another wave of exhaustion sweeps over me. Even as I quickly went to slumber I still thought of that beautiful girl and how her smile made me feel.