Stalker Girl

For a long time you’ve been the star in my eyes, never had I admired someone so much, or envied. As an enemy I befriended you, lurking around among your quiet friends in the midst of noise around us, we used to play, I were death and you were married to me. A rather violent way for me to say I like you, I never knew kindness up until that point you see. I just had to annoy you, pretend I chased you everywhere, followed you home, was omniscient to your every thought when in truth we were so much alike I just knew. Your unbothered reactions left me intrigued tho, I hated to not see the extents of your face, but I couldn’t get close to inspect it. Unfortunately youth leaves you shy and stupid, I should have touched you, held your chin close to me and avoided everything else. But the past is gone.

I’ve always liked being a prick. As the years went and I lost my scary demeanor, getting prettier and smaller, I was an object of desire, my years of playing the scary one were over. That’s when I saw you again, this time I was free of the chains of youth, but you remained as silly as before like time doesn’t know you, anyway, this time I couldn’t read your mind. As a beautifully dumb less omnious being I was afraid I could not pester you. I wished to see your every reaction again, but now I wanted you to see mine to.

And there came rage, despicable adorable rage, they say beauty is horror and I reached my final form. Scary creature scared of not being scary enough, I thought you were blind to me. I had to tear you down. Rip every inch of our possible future, again, time doesn’t know you. So nothing ever worked. At the end you were exactly or even more horrible than me. Obsessed obsessing over me angry sad scary beautiful. We were abandoned by every common sense, two brainless sunflowers, staring at each other, instead of the sun.

I sincerely don’t know what this is, a story, just thoughts, an idea for yandere music making, fanfic about sunflowers. Confusion. My currently horny mind is clouded.