Right Time, Wrong Person <\3

This is harder than she ever imagined it would be - and how can she love him, like this, like she does? How did this happen, and why did she let it? She isn't supposed to sit up into the early hours crying, She isn't supposed to dream about him..... How long is it going to last, how long until he gives up on her too? - She isn't the easiest person to love, but yet she loves others so easily.. He never meant for this to happen, she didn't know it even had, Until her mind kept wondering, and always ended up back at him. She walked in with an open mind, an open heart - and just like that, it belonged to him, she fell without noticing she was even tripping. The evening comes, and she finds herself sitting on a bench, in the middle of nowhere, hugging her knees and staring into nothingness, she hasnt ever felt this way, and she's petrified of what he has done to her. right time, wrong person.. she thinks to herself so often... He wasn't supposed to be the one to save her - but somewhere deep down, she knows she wouldnt change it now.. She's been wrong so many times - and she has paid dearly for her mistakes, But, how can something your heart chooses be a mistake, how can it be wrong? She has no answers.. Minutes seem like hours, hours like days... miles that seperate them feel like whole universes, and they ARE in two different worlds. She knows they could never be, but it doesn't stop her wishing on the stars. Nobody knows, and she has to pretend that everything is ok, but how long can she lie to them, to herself? how long can she push these feelings into the dark- she cannot tell anyone, she can't explain - nobody would understand, anyway and she can see their judgmental faces already. Wishing it was different, easier. Wishing he knew how much she missed him, more everyday, with every painful breath she takes. Missing someone, who was never even there, to loose... All she knows is she needs him now, all she knows is - she loves you.