Lost in My (Their) Own Little World

It’s a season of rain and typhoons again and at nights like this one where the wind is howling against the windows and big raindrops are falling on the rooftop, I wish there was someone lying in his bed, wide awake and thinking of me just as I am thinking of him, and wishing we’d be together, holding each other in this cold and rainy night, right at this very second.

But during most nights like this one I am wide awake with longing, listening to songs that fill my heart with sadness and thinking how it would probably be a long time till that longing is fulfilled; how the possibility of it seems scarce.

If only falling in love with the characters these actors play could actually will them enough to come find me, whisk me away and fall in love…

*Written in the darkness during one of “those” nights.

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