What do you mean 'we?' How- how didyou know that?" Jacob asked, letting his guard down a little."Well," she stated, shrugging. "I'm your muse. Ta-da!"...she exclaimed,shaking her hands to the side and up."My- my- my muse?" Jacob stuttered in disbelief."Yup!" she said, leaping a little. "Your inspiration! You have the ideasand the talent, and I give you the motivation and push to do it! I choseyou when you were just two and drawing on the wall with crayons. Realmasterpieces those were. A shame. She seemed as hungry for me as I was for her."Brian. Um ... Oh, god, I've missed you." There were tears in her eyes and she hugged me fiercely. Being hugged by Whitney could break your back. I had a feeling she hadn't cried much in the past four years. "Let's just make love and forget about everything for a while. We can talk later." So we did.Dani was the only one who joined us in bed. Whitney wasn't much into girls, but she loved to be held by Dani. Everyone did. In the big bedroom, it was. Was this how I-was ment-to be..?And it hurts, when the door...Slams.And hits me in the face.It hurts when no one wants to be..Near me.In any place..I walk on the street,all people do is stare...Stare at who I am..If they only knewThe inner pain inside...Would they even cast me away?Or would they keepMocking my presence...The pain becomes too much**CHOURS***Just free my soulThats all I'm asking.Accept me for who I am.Don't laugh at me,You don't understandThe type of person I am.***I see your. After getting shift to this building m staying on 18th floor and she stays on 16th floor. M working nearby to my apartment so my timings are fixed. I used to leave at 9 in the morning and come back by 7 in the evening. First 2 three days I was alone in the lift while going to work but since 5th day I saw this girl and when she came inside the lift she gave me a smile. I was so happy that day because I got a good smile from such an angel and the whole day I was just imagining her smiley face..