Board Thread:Short Stories and Fanfictions/@comment-43957690-20200109041628/@comment-43957690-20200109043628

Entry #1

Have you ever known someone so perfect- so unbeleivably amazing that you devote a whole journal towards them?

I have.

Her name's Sophie... it almost too perfect a name. I call her Foster, because saying the other thing seems too good to be true.

If it's not obvious that I've fallen head over heels for her- then I must be doing something right. I can't let her know how I feel.

Why?

I duno... I guess it's because I'm absolutely horrified that she won't feel the same way. I mean, I'm an Empath. I should know how she feels. But I have always stayed away from those emotions, no matter how much they call to me.

Using Empathy to see how she feels toward me would be cheating.

If I could do one thing honestly, do one thing right, it would be this.

Sometimes it feels like I'm taunting myself. How could anyone be good enough for her? I've tried. I've tried so hard, only for her to choose the other guy...

Sometimes I think I'm just one of the many fools who couldn't help falling for her. Maybe I am. I'd do anything to be the fool that she falls for.

Sometimes, I think I have a chance. Like when I can feel the butterflies in her stomach when I say something stupid. Or when she smiles at me and the corners of those angel eyes crinkle.

God, I'm so off my game...

Lovesickness will do that to a man.

Anyways, Ro's calling me... something about going over to Foster's... something about Regents? I dunno... I guess I'll find out.

See you later, Gold Journal.

-Lord Hunkyhair