A clock ticks on the wall.
All the other kids are talking.
I can’t think.
I can’t focus.
I’m lost.
Detached from the world.
I look up, and see someone leaning against the wall.
I know them…but how?
They’ve been following me for a week now.
I still don’t know how I know them.
They’re not real.
I know this.
But…they seem so real.
More real, in fact, than the other people around me.
Is this a dream?
More like a nightmare.
A clock ticks on the wall.
Strong and sweet.
Beautiful and neat.
Supportive and kind.
Who helps me keep my mind.
My very best friend;
Turns dark days bright.
Yet I worry;
They may be losing the fight.
First I see a raven,
Strong and dark.
Now I see an eagle,
Majestic and mighty.
Now I see a crow,
So similar to the raven.
Now I see a feather,
Alone and indistinct.
Finally I see the birds.
His hair, his eyes.
How I love his smile, his laugh.
So funny, so sweet.
Always making me smile, and giggle.
But I’m trapped in the friend zone.
He’s so much more to me, but I’m just a friend.
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