what mars thinks about

I dont miss you, do i

She sat on the floor with her friends, all of them raving about the concert. She was exhausted, could barely keep her eyes open. He looked over and noticed. Being who he was, he decided to mess with her a bit, while she was too tired to scold him. He crawled over to where she was sitting and spread out on her lap. She looked down and scowled. He grinned and sat up “whats wrong?” he pouted sarcastically and laid his chin on her shoulder. She rolled her eyes and continued listening to the conversation her friends were having. He started feeling a bit mischievous and thought it such a waste to leave her as is. He walked his first to fingers up her arm, aiming to annoy her into looking at him. She didn’t fall for it, however. She smacked his hand and ignored him. That only fueled his troublesome mood. He reached under her hand and intertwined his fingers in hers. She responded by simply pulling her and away and into her lap. He frowned in a taunting way and scooted closer to her. She tried to steady her heartbeat as she felt his breath on her shoulder. He landed a small peck on her shoulder and then scooted away to his original seat, causing her eyes to widen and shoot a sharp glare at him. She watched the annoying grin on his face and tried not to turn red. He decided to give it another go. He crawled back over to her and once again placed his cheek on her shoulder. She refused to show any sign of caring. He felt a little braver than last time, for some reason. He shifted and sat in between her legs, leaning back on her shoulder from the front. She took a deep breath and ignored him, not giving him the attention he wanted. He pouted, wanting her to pay attention to him. He grabbed each of her hands in his and wrapped her arms around him like a blanket. She sighed and gave up “what? what do you want?” she asked in a whisper. He grinned and closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep. It took everything she had not to smile, fighting the corners of her mouth from turning up. She decided to mess with him back a little before going to sleep. She wrapped her arms around him tighter and laid her head on his, smirking as she felt his breath hitch. She could just see the stupid look on his face right now. He didn’t know how to react, he just sat there with his face red. She must have lost all energy, seeing as she fell asleep right then and there. He smiled, imagining how she’d react to knowing that she fell asleep, holding him like that. He let himself sink into her and sighed. He closed his eyes, falling asleep along with her. 

I wish I could go back to where I was before

im exhausted, theres nothing I can do. i cant think of words to explain what it feels like. im just so tired.

its wonderful isnt it? silence. either peaceful or unsettling. either way, its better. especially when its silence alone. no noise, no people, just me and my thoughts.