three.

Tom wrote,
She was the one that meant the most. And every second that past, I just couldnt stop. Couldn't stop thinking about her scent. Her thoughts the most important. Was it me she was thinking about or was it somebody else?And even though my insecurities pushed me into believing it was somebody else, there was still this natural instinct. It told me to keep on going, no matter what. But at the same time, is it really worth it? Is it worth going through all the trouble, time and pain just for me to hold this forbidden apple. To savour its taste. To make it all mine for once and to never let it go. Am I willing to make this sacrifice. To change my whole life?
Am I grown up or am I still this naive boy?

I wish this never happened. Always contemplating every single anxious second. Paranoia playing its role everyday. If only time was real. I could just bribe it in the corrupted place.

Time i precious. So am I wasting my time?