Unshead Tears and Stupid 'I Love You's'

Chris’s Pov

I twirled my finger over the circle on my I-pod and ‘The Summer Set’s Close to Me’ blared out of my head phones. And then it hit me; no literally it hit me, right in the chest.

I stumbled back and hit the sand hard, knocking my I-pod out of my hand and sending my back pack flying.

“You okay? I’m sorry.” I said quickly standing up and offering my hand to her.

“I’m… Fine.”

But she didn’t sound it. No matter how hard she was trying, I could tell whoever it was, was really upset.

She glanced up and recognition filled both of our eyes.

Oh, her.

“Um… I got to go.”

And she was gone, just like that.

I must send off bad vibes or something, because every time I see her she takes off.

That makes me laugh.

Of course I send off bad vibes, I’m miserable half the time.

I stand there for several minutes staring after her, wondering if she’s feeling what I’m feeling.

But she can’t. No one has ever felt the way I do.

So I stubbornly pick up my I-pod and toss it in my backpack; making my way back to my apartment. Maybe for once I might be able to get a little bit of sleep; but probably not.