[text]:I can't go to sleep because you're on my mind.
isabelle stared down at the small font on her phone. her chest gave a tight squeeze as her fingers fidgeted over her phone. her tongue swiped over her bottom lip, hesitant before biting down on the wet flesh. her fingers hover over the letters on her phone, typing and retyping any form of a sentence but words fail her. how can she comfort her when she shouldn’t even be talking to her. they are on opposite sides and still there are only a few short words that she wants to send her way.
[text]: i want to see you.
she doesn’t send it.













