I care about my friends and I want to talk to them, but when I start thinking about Him, He’s all I can think about. Sometimes I feel like He can read my thoughts, and I wouldn’t mind if He could, but I really must be crazier than I realized. I wish I could talk to Him. If I was actually more insane I might really stalk Him. I could never hurt Him but I don’t want Him to hate me either, even though he probably already does. I know it’s a bad thing to do, so as long as I’m in my right mind I never will. I freeze and can’t speak around Him, but I’m just hoping for the smallest glimpses of Him and His life. I’m obsessed in a bad way and if I was weaker minded I don’t think I could hold myself back.
