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can't have @nightmare for valentines

i'm obsessed with nightmare srs, i genuinely can't sleep rn cause i keep thinking about her, i'm just tossing and turning in bed cause i can't get her out of my mind, like seriously, yesterday in school i day dreamed about her all day in class, i don't know what's happening brocels, it’s like she’s in every corner of my brain, every little thought somehow finds its way back to her. it’s kinda crazy, honestly i never thought someone could be this much a part of me, like i’m not even fully me without thinking of her. it’s like i’m caught in this trance, this loop where all my thoughts, my emotions, just keep circling back to her, we call her nightmare but she’s anything but that. if anything, she’s the brightest, most beautiful part of my day, the thing that gives everything else meaning. it’s funny, you know? the way someone can start out as just another person in the room and then suddenly they’re everything. she’s the smile i look for, the laugh i wanna hear again and again, the voice i just keep waiting to hear, like music in the background that makes everything else fade out. yesterday, i just sat there in class, staring off and thinking about her, and all of a sudden, time didn’t feel real anymore. it’s like i was floating, lost somewhere between dreams and reality, and she was the only real thing holding me there. and it’s not just her face or her laugh or her eyes, even though all that is pretty much perfect. it’s more than that. it’s how she makes me feel, like i’m alive in a way i’ve never been before. like every time i see her, every time she so much as glances my way, i feel this spark inside me, this warmth that i can’t explain, like the whole world is brighter just cause she’s there. she makes everything better, even the bad days, even when i’m stressed or tired or frustrate just thinking about her makes it all melt away. and the craziest part? she doesn’t even know. she has no idea what she does to me, how she’s changed everything just by existing. i swear, nightmare, you’re like a dream i can’t wake up from, and i don’t want to. you’re the first thing i think about in the morning, the last thing on my mind before i fall asleep, if i even manage to sleep at all. sometimes, i lay here thinking, wondering what you’re doing, if you’re okay, if maybe you ever think about me too. i know it’s just wishful thinking, but the thought keeps me going. and i know it sounds cheesy, but it’s like you’ve cast some spell on me or something. like i’m just totally, hopelessly wrapped up in you, and no matter how much i try to focus, to think about anything else, there you are. and every day i wonder what it would be like to tell you all this, to look into your eyes and let all these feelings out. i wonder if you’d laugh, if you’d think i’m crazy, or if maybe, just maybe, you’d feel something too. but i guess i’m too scared to find out. cause right now, i get to hold onto this hope, this feeling that maybe someday you’ll look at me the way i look at you.
 
AsianBossLT said:
i'm obsessed with nightmare srs, i genuinely can't sleep rn cause i keep thinking about her, i'm just tossing and turning in bed cause i can't get her out of my mind, like seriously, yesterday in school i day dreamed about her all day in class, i don't know what's happening brocels, it’s like she’s in every corner of my brain, every little thought somehow finds its way back to her. it’s kinda crazy, honestly i never thought someone could be this much a part of me, like i’m not even fully me without thinking of her. it’s like i’m caught in this trance, this loop where all my thoughts, my emotions, just keep circling back to her, we call her nightmare but she’s anything but that. if anything, she’s the brightest, most beautiful part of my day, the thing that gives everything else meaning. it’s funny, you know? the way someone can start out as just another person in the room and then suddenly they’re everything. she’s the smile i look for, the laugh i wanna hear again and again, the voice i just keep waiting to hear, like music in the background that makes everything else fade out. yesterday, i just sat there in class, staring off and thinking about her, and all of a sudden, time didn’t feel real anymore. it’s like i was floating, lost somewhere between dreams and reality, and she was the only real thing holding me there. and it’s not just her face or her laugh or her eyes, even though all that is pretty much perfect. it’s more than that. it’s how she makes me feel, like i’m alive in a way i’ve never been before. like every time i see her, every time she so much as glances my way, i feel this spark inside me, this warmth that i can’t explain, like the whole world is brighter just cause she’s there. she makes everything better, even the bad days, even when i’m stressed or tired or frustrate just thinking about her makes it all melt away. and the craziest part? she doesn’t even know. she has no idea what she does to me, how she’s changed everything just by existing. i swear, nightmare, you’re like a dream i can’t wake up from, and i don’t want to. you’re the first thing i think about in the morning, the last thing on my mind before i fall asleep, if i even manage to sleep at all. sometimes, i lay here thinking, wondering what you’re doing, if you’re okay, if maybe you ever think about me too. i know it’s just wishful thinking, but the thought keeps me going. and i know it sounds cheesy, but it’s like you’ve cast some spell on me or something. like i’m just totally, hopelessly wrapped up in you, and no matter how much i try to focus, to think about anything else, there you are. and every day i wonder what it would be like to tell you all this, to look into your eyes and let all these feelings out. i wonder if you’d laugh, if you’d think i’m crazy, or if maybe, just maybe, you’d feel something too. but i guess i’m too scared to find out. cause right now, i get to hold onto this hope, this feeling that maybe someday you’ll look at me the way i look at you.
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