Nov 22, 2004 23:05
So I've spent the last year and some odd months running around tangled up in you. Just you. Nobody else even came close to you. Even after you and I both did and said some stupid things, I still can't picture me with anybody but you. I'm so beyond caring what everyone else thinks about it. I'm not about to try and make everybody happy. I'm going to make me happy. You make me happy. I am so in love with you and that isn't changing. You mean the world to me. Sometimes I wish that I was as good with words as other peole were. I could tell you exactly how I feel. But I can't. I'm not that good. Just a simple girl who's in love with a boy. A wonderful boy.
I bet you're tired of hearing the same thing over and over. One day, I'll show you. One day.