dreamongood:

They would share silence together as if it were the most natural thing to do. They were both lost in their own thoughts, or perhaps even their own worlds, but they would often meet. At times, she felt that they were both on the same wavelength, a feeling that made her consider that she wasn’t alone— but he would effortlessly stray away from it. She felt as if he was detached from reality, in his own imaginary world. He would look at her, but at the same time he wasn’t — as if he was staring at some void. His eyes would meet hers, but his eyes seemed to be looking at something way beyond his own imagination, something empty. She wanted to quietly lure him into the same reality she was in. But it was impossible.