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...They won't be able to see me, I'm sure I'm sitting far enough away. Why is she here with him? She didn't mention anything about meeting someone. She'll think I'm here out of jealousy. I just wanted to surprise her. I feel sick I feel sick I feel sick I feel sick I feel sick I feel sick I feel sick I feel sick I feel sick I feel sick I feel sick I feel sick. Order. This lady wants my order. I don't want anything. Coffee. I'll have coffee. I don't even drink Coffee. They talk like they know each other well. Were they lovers. Are they still lovers? He hasn't touched her though, she always likes when I touch her. That's good. I guess that's good isn't it. I don't know what's going on. I shouldn't of come here. She'll think I came out of jealousy. I trust you though I swear I do...
...They all sneak a moment from their conversation to look at her. I like watching them stare maybe more then I like staring myself. Mrs. Conception is mine and only mine my friends, mine and only mine...
...They're talking about another woman. I can't hear everything. God dammit I wish I was closer. She'll see me. I hope she doesn't see me, that would be the end...
...I have to get closer. I have to know what she's saying. Wait for it. Move in a minute when she isn't looking...
...Now...
...Lower, get lower. Ok behind the booth should do it right. Wait for it. Now. Fuck. Fuck. Alright. It's fine. Neither of them saw me I'm sure of it. This should do it. Well now aren't you smooth haha. A regular sleuth, and a paper with you as well...
...He likes her more then Mrs. Hopeful he said. Who is Mrs. Hopeful? She laughs at him though. Only because you never get the nice girls she told him. He's grinning. Is that so he says. I hate when they are confident with that stupid smirk. I don't understand how woman could like that. I wish they could see all he wants is to fuck. She's smarter then that. But still she laughs along. I love everything about her I really do, I wouldn't change anything if I could, not a thing. Mrs. Conception is mine and only mine...
...It's still to hard to make out. I can't risk it. I can't. He's asking if she is having any problems. She shakes her head. The other woman again. He's telling her he will take care of any problems that come between them. What problems? Maybe he works for her. She looks annoyed. I think shes cute even when she doesn't want to be. Does she know he looks at her like that? I want to smack him in the face. I shouldn't say that. I didn't come here out of jealousy. She'll think that's why I came. I'll have to run back so she thinks I was always there. Yes...yes that's what I'll do and she'll never know...
...Her eyes look tired. I think she can tell I'm out of breath. She knows I followed her doesn't she. She says I'm silly. I guess I am. I feel sick I feel sick. I believe her. It's weird to trust someone like this but I just do. Just a friend. He was just a friend. Nothing to worry about. I followed her out of jealousy. I followed her out of jealousy. I can't risk it. I can't ruin it. I shouldn't of gone. She forgives me. Wonderful..Wonderful.
Mrs. Conception is mine and only mine.
...They all sneak a moment from their conversation to look at her. I like watching them stare maybe more then I like staring myself. Mrs. Conception is mine and only mine my friends, mine and only mine...
...They're talking about another woman. I can't hear everything. God dammit I wish I was closer. She'll see me. I hope she doesn't see me, that would be the end...
...I have to get closer. I have to know what she's saying. Wait for it. Move in a minute when she isn't looking...
...Now...
...Lower, get lower. Ok behind the booth should do it right. Wait for it. Now. Fuck. Fuck. Alright. It's fine. Neither of them saw me I'm sure of it. This should do it. Well now aren't you smooth haha. A regular sleuth, and a paper with you as well...
...He likes her more then Mrs. Hopeful he said. Who is Mrs. Hopeful? She laughs at him though. Only because you never get the nice girls she told him. He's grinning. Is that so he says. I hate when they are confident with that stupid smirk. I don't understand how woman could like that. I wish they could see all he wants is to fuck. She's smarter then that. But still she laughs along. I love everything about her I really do, I wouldn't change anything if I could, not a thing. Mrs. Conception is mine and only mine...
...It's still to hard to make out. I can't risk it. I can't. He's asking if she is having any problems. She shakes her head. The other woman again. He's telling her he will take care of any problems that come between them. What problems? Maybe he works for her. She looks annoyed. I think shes cute even when she doesn't want to be. Does she know he looks at her like that? I want to smack him in the face. I shouldn't say that. I didn't come here out of jealousy. She'll think that's why I came. I'll have to run back so she thinks I was always there. Yes...yes that's what I'll do and she'll never know...
...Her eyes look tired. I think she can tell I'm out of breath. She knows I followed her doesn't she. She says I'm silly. I guess I am. I feel sick I feel sick. I believe her. It's weird to trust someone like this but I just do. Just a friend. He was just a friend. Nothing to worry about. I followed her out of jealousy. I followed her out of jealousy. I can't risk it. I can't ruin it. I shouldn't of gone. She forgives me. Wonderful..Wonderful.
Mrs. Conception is mine and only mine.
Literature
PTSD
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every night you scream at someone. i try to tell you they're not there; they don't exist. but you can't hear me. your body writhes like a tornado and the covers are bathed with sweat.
it must feel like blood to you. that must be why you howl yourself hoarse. why i sleep with earmuffs gripped tight and dream of you dying.
(it used to be a nightmare, but now it's more of a wish.)
- - -
you mumble to the same someone while you eat those crumbly cornflakes. something about something that i don't think you entirely understand.
i don't know why i still make you a bowl every day. you think i would learn after the thirteenth time of broom
Literature
grasp
you taught me
to cuss and to
scream in bed
I taught you
to laugh and to
make lasagna
you made me
yell at football
games
I convinced you
to walk in
the rain
you taught me
to trust my
body
I gave you
confidence in your
emotions
but still we found
that love isnt
always enough
a lesson I wish
we had never
learned
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because I know you're...
you mouth
Bukowski
beautifully
but I'm ready
to try
your own tongue
I'm delighted
you discovered
sex & selfishness
substance(s) & circumstance
excelling at art
excrement & experimentation
exposing your
pretend
private parts
I know how
sometimes
your heart breaks
over the sounds
those empty words make
and everything reminds you
of everything you're not
you're bruised
drowning in booze
and forever in love
with yourself
I get it
now
give me something real
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hey i think the line "I like watching them stare maybe more then I like staring myself. " the word "then" should be "than" im not sure though