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The Unwilling Stalker

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I followed her home today too. Keeping my distance as we agreed not to be seen together in public yet. She is always dressed in bright colours and that helps as I can't seem to see that far or anything dull.

Her hair is flirting with the wind. Moving one side of her back to the next. The edges of yellow sundress are doing the same too but by hanging tight on her swaying hips.

I can feel my heart beating hard in my chest and I can feel something weak fighting my gravitation to her. I think I am falling in love with her.

But who wouldn't?

When she is smiling, she has a way of holding one's soul in a locked stare. Her eyes dance with excitement to match what drew you in, in the first place. And let's not even touch on her beauty.

She is beautiful.

I have learnt to keep up with her quick feet but today she seems in no hurry. I wonder why that is. Will she disappear like she did last time? I hate it when she does that.

She has been eating icecream and I can't help but fascinate on how her lips taste like now. Traces of strawberry flavour blended with the coolness effect left behind. I can't wait to taste that. I'll make her eat icecream just for me to do that.

She is crossing the footbridge.

This is where I usually lose her when she gets into a taxi or a train.

Gotta follow her. Gotta hurry.

She is talking to someone, I can't see who. I can see her frantically pointing my way and I don't get why she's so worked up about whatever she is saying.

I am getting closer and she is standing with that guy. I wonder why he is here and what she sees in him. I need to get rid of him, fast.

As I figure out how though...

Who are you? What do you want as you are stalking my sister?

I ...

Why the fuck is everything black? Am I fucking dead already? Without even kissing her? Somebody bring me back to life!

Have you been taking your medication?

Oh. Those pills? I stopped when I met her.

totumrevolutum.

Working my storytelling bit into live mode. Felt like penning fiction. What say you my dearest reader?

BQ.