a long time ago...
i had a dream about kelsey the other night.
this kelsey is kelsey castro, probably a girl that very few people know about.
i met kelsey at a ymca camp when i was in seventh grade, and i remember seeing her and thinking that she was the most beautiful girl at camp. what can i say, i was right! i didnt think that kelsey liked me, so being in seventh grade, i decided to like her best friend. if it clarifies anything about what happend next, i cant even remember her friends name now.
a lot happend that week. i learned a lot about myself, about my life, about who i really am. i stopped being a shy little boy and started growing up a bit, coming out of my shell. i owe all of this to kelsey. kelsey and i became best friends, well, more than best friends, but the distance pretty much kept us apart. she lives in sugar land, and i couldnt drive.
distance can be a drug. distance, for the most part, deteriorated mine and kelseys relationship. and im figuring out that i miss it. i really miss it.
i know i should call her, and i never do. and i always say im gonna go down to sugarland, but something always comes up. then i realize the mistake im making, but end up making it all over again.
the fact is, kelsey is a huge part of who i am today. and i miss her.
im sorry
this kelsey is kelsey castro, probably a girl that very few people know about.
i met kelsey at a ymca camp when i was in seventh grade, and i remember seeing her and thinking that she was the most beautiful girl at camp. what can i say, i was right! i didnt think that kelsey liked me, so being in seventh grade, i decided to like her best friend. if it clarifies anything about what happend next, i cant even remember her friends name now.
a lot happend that week. i learned a lot about myself, about my life, about who i really am. i stopped being a shy little boy and started growing up a bit, coming out of my shell. i owe all of this to kelsey. kelsey and i became best friends, well, more than best friends, but the distance pretty much kept us apart. she lives in sugar land, and i couldnt drive.
distance can be a drug. distance, for the most part, deteriorated mine and kelseys relationship. and im figuring out that i miss it. i really miss it.
i know i should call her, and i never do. and i always say im gonna go down to sugarland, but something always comes up. then i realize the mistake im making, but end up making it all over again.
the fact is, kelsey is a huge part of who i am today. and i miss her.
im sorry