you are another me

I woke up the next day earlier than planned.
Another day gone by barely getting anything done. I ran into the kitchen to find my paintings sprawled against the table, I sat down, picked up my paintbrush and started on a new page.
I dont know what to paint, but then again when do i ever know? It all comes from the head, and sometimes my head doesn't give me the best options. I didnt want to waste anymore time so i started to paint whatever.

Im in the middle of sketching out something when suddenly a wave of butterflies hit me.
That's when i knew a little someone arrived. I stood up and looked through the window, He's here! Okay okay im maybe getting to over excited but hey, try living when everyone hates you. This is the first time anyone has ever came back without getting creeped out.

The kid does the same thing he has been doing yesterday, pacing back and forth and looking all over my house. What is he looking for? There's nothing special here. Though i dont tell him to get lost, let him search, let him figure out on his own that theres nothing here. Nothing but a failure of a man.
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I cant keep wasting time, if im going to stare at this kid all day i mind as well be doing something.
As a brilliant idea occurred I swear a light bulb went off over my head with a resounding ding. I ran over to my paint supplies and brought them over to the window. I looked at the kid, he was now sitting crossed legged looking up, Perfect! I quickly sketched his body outline then went into detail, I looked at the kid then at my paper god knows how many times but i knew i was almost finished.

The boy looked confused as he sat outside, maybe he was finally questioning why he was here.
Or maybe he realizes that it was worthless coming back. No no that cant be it, He wanted to come back. Nobody was forcing him. If he didnt want to than he wouldn't of came ... right? Sorry for my lack of positivity, im not a very bright person, and when i say bright i dont mean smart i mean inside. You might be confused so im just gonna state the obvious. Im a very dark person but i am smart. Im broken but, it'll take a special person to change that. So for now i wait.

The kid is wearing a misfits hoodie today, I think its hard to paint the exact logo when painting a person but yknow its whatever as long as you keep trying.
Im done drawing the boy, all i need is colour and a scene.
Eyes. What colour are his eyes? It angers me not knowing, i have to finish this. Its in complete with out the little things. Like the way his lips are formed, the way his hair falls perfectly on his pale face, his eyes are even the most prettiest eyes i have ever seen even without not knowing the colour. You shouldn't need colour to make things beautiful. Its whats inside. Even if i drew this teenager without colour id still think he's beautiful, Like i said something about him just makes me feel like i exist and not out of the picture. That was to deep for my liking .. moving on.

I'd really need to thank this kid one day, ever since i laid eyes on him [[yesterday]] i havent felt so awake. I knew he was special. I mean not was, is. He is very special to me. I never believed in true love at first sight, But when i saw him my mind was just like fuck it. Without him around i just feel so empty. Why?! I just met him and im already getting ridiculously attached.

I looked back outside and the kid was walking away. No no no no no you cant leave, not yet. I was coming apart. Im panicking. He'll be back right? Right?! He wasnt turning back though. I ran to my papers and ripped a small piece off, I wrote a note as fast as i could and i made it into a paper airplane, I thought i could never get any smarter than this. I opened the tiny part of the big window and aimed the wafer-thin airplane at the kid. I saw the plane soar through the air until it hit the back of the boy's head.
Fuck Yeah! I closed the window and started to dance. After my little moment there i looked at the kid, he picked up the plane then looked from where it came from. I saw him open it and beginning to read.

The note read: 'Please dont leave yet. & weird question .. whats the colour of your eyes?'
The boy laughed .. I heard him laugh. It was the most cutest laugh too. His hand reached into his jeans pocket and pulled out a pen and started to scribble down words. When i was sure he was finished, he ran to the door. I froze but then ran downstairs. I noticed no body was there but found the same exact note left in front of the door. 'oh hi and okay, my eyes are hazel c:' My heart fluttered as i saw the little happy face at the end. Oh god im acting like a 12 year old girl getting a note from her crush.

I scurried back upstairs to my painting in front of the window, i then mixed and added colour.
I graciously finished and viewed my work. Much better than expected.
What i painted was, The kid crossed legged in tall grass looking up at a night sky, his face was plastered with curiosity. In the sky i wrote with white letters 'Are you searching for a purpose?'.
I took the finished painting in my hands and skipped back down to the front door. He wasnt very far from the door so i decided to knock on my own door to see if i can catch his attention. Surprisingly he heard it, His face lit up with some form of excitement and ran to the door. I took the painting and slid it underneath the door. He picked up the art work and viewed it. His eyes went wide and his mouth gaped, eyes looking everywhere. He then stared at the door.
"This is fucking awesome" The kid said, Oh my god ... Oh my GOD his voice was much more hotter than expected. I-I mean nicer? not hotter.
"Im glad you like it" I said without thinking and literally slapped myself in the face afterwords.
The boy smiled showing his teeth this time, I wanted to open the door so badly and hug him but yknow that'd be creepy as hell.
I looked through the crack once more and the kid was half way across the lawn.I wanted to yell at him to come back but not until he turned around and waved. He left with the picture in his hand.

I hope he's back tomorrow.

Notes

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