Chaos of the Mind

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The friends in his head are not happy with the new attraction, for every moment spent with her is a moment that he does not listen to the demons of his past that haunt him. She jumps as she hears the cabinets slam shut in the kitchen, not long after he almost kissed her. It takes every ounce of restraint she has not to run outside after him and ask if he is okay, ask what happened. She knows this will only make it worse, and the only thing that she can do is sit calmly, and if he meets her eyes, smile softly and silently let him know it's ok. For her mind is troubled too, and her empathetic ways are what has attracted her to him. The force of feelings is something she knows will exhaust her, but it is her reason for existence. Two sticks of dynamite that are drawn to eachother, pushing through the fire to find the eye of the storm. They are both fierce warriors that bring light to the darkness. Neither is certain whether they can exist for long together. Children trapped in bodies of adults, angels trapped in a hell on Earth. Succumbing to their fate.