Disclaimer- Two words. Not. Mine.

Rating- PG, I guess

Distribution- If you want it, just ask!!

Spoilers- Um, just the whole A/I relationship

Category- Alex POV

Author’s Notes- I was bored. That’s my excuse.

Feedback- Feedback is my energy source. I don’t function properly without it.

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I’m mad they say. That I'm completely insane. They say I’ve lost the plot. I’ll agree on one thing, though: I am mad-- madly in love, that is. But if being in love makes you crazy, well then, by gosh, I’m the looniest guy alive!

But I don’t think they listen to me. I try to tell them that I'm fine, that I have no need to be here. But they just sneer and laugh and walk away. Why doesn’t anybody listen? I'm perfectly fine!

She has never visited me. The whole time I’ve been in here, she hasn’t come. I sit here and pray that she will come, pray she will tell them that I'm not crazy. Liz has come. Maria has come. My parents have come. Even Sheriff Valenti has come. But I still wait. They all think I’ve gone nuts, bonkers, schitzo. But she knows the truth. She has to know the truth.

I can’t move in this place, they have me locked up tight. I'm under constant supervision. They have me strapped up. My arms and legs can no longer move freely like they used to. I long to move again, but this is the price I have to pay for her love.

I've been in love with her since I first laid eyes on her. The way her golden hair shone in the sunlight, the way her beautiful smile lit up the room and the way she walked like she was on top of the world. And she was. I longed for her love for so long. And when I finally thought I had it, I lost it. Just like that, it was gone.

Without her, I am nothing. I cease to exist. Without her, what is the point of breathing? There is no point. And as soon as I made this point known, I was thrown in here. Just like that. I will always remember the way they laughed and sneered at me when I told them what she was, where she came from. I tell them I’m not crazy. If only she’d come and tell them then they will let me go. I will be free.

I have not seen her since that day. That day where I begged for her to return the love I felt for her. But she didn’t. She just turned around and walked away. She walked away from me.

Maybe I am crazy.

Maybe I am completely insane.

Maybe I have lost the plot.

Maybe aliens don't exist.

Maybe *she* doesn’t exist either.

Maybe this is all a dream.

Maybe I’m not locked up.

Maybe my arms and legs are not bound.

Maybe I am free.

Maybe it is all a dream.

Or maybe I am being punished for loving her.

And maybe I am stuck between these walls, forever.

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