She never
sees it.
Not in the way that I never question
her.
Not when I stumble over my words when I
feel her looking into my eyes.
Not even when I
came back, leaving my long-desired parents behind. She couldn't see
through my phony excuse.
She doesn't notice
when I shiver at her touch, or when I stare sightlessly when they're
together.
She doesn't notice that I've avoided
him lately.
She doesn't even notice that when
we say our "I love you"'s I speak only to her.
The irony is that she's the one who's so goddamn blind.
oO0Oo
AN: These are a series of hypothetical drabbles. I'm not saying that every person I write to ship with Max is in love with her.
Just to clarify that. :D
You know that you want to review. :D
Concrit is greatly appreciated.