Tonight // WIP
You fell asleep while telling me how your coworker messed up big time today. I was only half listening until I realized you were already asleep. I’ve been thinking lately of something, or someone, to be exact. I never saw her, but I know you; she must’ve been beautiful, smart, and kind. She made you happy in a way I might never be able to. But it’s okay, right? Different people make you feel differently, and that’s okay… right? I wonder where she went wrong.
I write as the faint light from my laptop screen hits my face; I don’t want to wake you. I’m thinking of her again. What made you choose her? I might never know the answer to that question. I asked you a while ago: do you miss her? You said there wasn’t anything to miss; it’s all in the past. I believed you, until I saw the way you look at that one book on your bookshelf. She recommended it to you. You always get lost in your thoughts when I mention bike rides by the seashore. Did she like bikes? She must’ve looked beautiful in green, I imagine, so don’t ask me how I know.
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If she walked through that door right now and told you she regretted it all, would you take her back? Do you wish in another universe it could be her? I think you do.
I think she was luckier than me. She knew a version of you that was less complicated. She never had to think twice before asking you about what you were like before, and she’s the reason I have to. She knew you before me. I hate to admit it, but I do get jealous thinking of a version of you that I do not know. How dare she know you when I didn’t? She was luckier than me. Her luck ran out. She didn’t get to hold you as long as I’m getting to. She’d be fuming with jealousy if she knew. Maybe she knows. Maybe she has moved on to better things. Why haven’t I moved on to better things? No. What am I thinking? Who could be better than you? She must feel remorse now.
Lately, I think of her more than I think of you. She is beautiful, smart, yet kind. Not in the way people act kind; she truly is radiant. Why did you lose her?
Trying out something new. Written from the perspective of my unnamed OC. I’m still setting up the story, so let me know if you’re interested in knowing the basic premise!
