The Girl on the Screen

I stare at the screen as it eats me whole. My head is spinning, my mind is running, what is this feeling? I can’t think. I can’t see. The screen is blurring in my face. I’m falling. Falling. Falling. She’s with someone else. I wish she was mine. She will be mine.    
         I’ve got her. She is mine. All mine.  I don’t need the screen to see her anymore. She is in the other room. She won’t leave me now. She can’t. She’s all mine.