Have you ever met someone who you liked so much and was so perfect but turned out they were exactly the person you could not have?
I thought I was far over him, but noooo, I am not. Every time I see a picture of him, I feel the exact same way I did last summer. I can still smell his cologne.
I can still remember hugging him.
I still get those butterflies.
I still remember how much it meant to me when he told me I had a beautiful singing voice.
I still remember how happy it made me feel when I read his little note in my book, even though by then I knew 110% that he could NEVER be... well, to say it sappily, mine.
Something must be horribly, horribly wrong with me.
Also, I have shingles. Which sucks. It hurts really bad!!!!
*sigh*
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DUDE. Dude. DUDE. Who is this mysterious boy??? I'm dying here.
ReplyDeleteBut if you don't want to tell me, that is fine, too.
DEAR LORD WHO IZ ZIS BOY.
*ahem* That was my alter ego speaking, please ignore her.