Back into the swing of things
I am finally getting back into my regular routine. I was on vacation mode for almost two weeks. And my feelings for a certain someone have defenitely not changed. I thought maybe if I went out and saw what was out there, it might change my mind, but no, it didn't. No matter how many hot guys I saw or talked to, this guy was constantly in the back of my mind. The wierdest part is that I took some stupid online quiz, and it told me that he is the one I love. I know that its stupid, but I really like this guy, and everytime I see him, I find myself smiling for no apparent reason, how can they have so much power over our feelings? Every time I hear a love song, or see two people kissing, I think about him, and wish that could be us. No matter how many times I tell myself that I dont want or need a boyfriend, whenever I am around him, I wish that I could have him all to myself, and that we could be alone together. Whenever I speak to him, its as is if we are in our own protective bubble, and the rest of the world doesn't exist, nothing is more important than him. Then reality smacks me upside the head and I realize that I am just a hopeless romantic, who is all alone, and hallucinating. I know that he feels something for me too, I see it in the way that he looks at me, and he is the only person who laughs when I say something stupid, because he thinks its cute. But he is scared, of what, I dont know, maybe of becoming attached, we all go through that. But I am hoping and praying that he comes to his senses soon, because he won't be around for much longer. I know that soemtimes life deals us a hand, and we have to play it as best we can, and God knows that I am trying as hard as I possibly can, but I really don't know how much longer I can possibly take of this, it's like submitting myself to a chinese torture, day after day.
"He's gorgeous, but gorgeous is an understatement. More like you're startled every time you see him because you notice something new in a Where's Waldo sort of way. More like you can't stop writing third-grade run on sentences because you can't even remotely begin to describe something...someone...so inherently amazing. More like you're afraid that if you stare at him too long, you'll prove your parents right: that yes, your face will get stuck that way. But you wouldn't mind."
There is no better quote to describe him.
I need to have him, I don't exactly know what it is that I have to do to get him, but I know I will.
"He's gorgeous, but gorgeous is an understatement. More like you're startled every time you see him because you notice something new in a Where's Waldo sort of way. More like you can't stop writing third-grade run on sentences because you can't even remotely begin to describe something...someone...so inherently amazing. More like you're afraid that if you stare at him too long, you'll prove your parents right: that yes, your face will get stuck that way. But you wouldn't mind."
There is no better quote to describe him.
I need to have him, I don't exactly know what it is that I have to do to get him, but I know I will.