*no one wants to read this one...*
*Last night was fun.. to sum it up I went to Ange's around 7:30 cuz Gina went out with her sis. Meliss came over and we headed to Panera to leave presents on Kyle's dashboard. We went to Wendy's then parked in Denny's where we were soon joined by Kyle and Anthony. Hell broke loose- they threw bread thru our window, we threw cheese-covered fries, and eventually the words 'fuck you' were written on our window with cake and on Kyle's window with cheese, and lots of it. By the time our food fight was over, the ground was covered with Jr. Bacon Cheeseburgers, lots of bread, and fries. In the meantime, Drew had arrived with his crew, and we headed to Nate's where we hung out in the driveway for the whole night. Then Meliss dropped us off at Ange's.
*Once again, I had a hard time falling asleep last night. Somehow I just can't stop thinking about things. I realized that I always know what to say until it comes time to say it. And seeing how I can't talk to Brock anyway, I decided to write what I feel, so here comes the typical sad girl entry that no one wants to read.
***I wish that I could say exactly how I feel inside and make him feel it too. But I'm afraid- first of all because I never know how to say what I want to say, but mostly because I'm petrified that he doesn't feel the same anymore. If I could look him straight in the eye and say exactly what I'm thinking right now it would be: I miss you. I miss your hugs and kisses and I miss being with you. I miss holding your hand and your arms being wrapped around me. I miss laying with you and staring into those beautiful eyes with those long eyelashes and knowing that you care about me. I miss putting my head in your lap while you play with my hair. I miss the movies, the games, the phone calls, and all the conversations. I miss your smile, your face, your feet, and your freckles. I miss that feeling I always used to get in my stomach when I was with you. I miss the big things, the little things~ everything. The smile I fall asleep with every night and wake up with every morning is still because of you. I miss being able to tell you that I love you and I miss hearing you say it back. I guess that the truth is if you ever really loved me as much as you once made me believe you did, you wouldn't have given up on me.
*I'm sorry to say that I lied to you. I said I wouldn't wait for you even though I knew that I would. And here I am...
*Once again, I had a hard time falling asleep last night. Somehow I just can't stop thinking about things. I realized that I always know what to say until it comes time to say it. And seeing how I can't talk to Brock anyway, I decided to write what I feel, so here comes the typical sad girl entry that no one wants to read.
***I wish that I could say exactly how I feel inside and make him feel it too. But I'm afraid- first of all because I never know how to say what I want to say, but mostly because I'm petrified that he doesn't feel the same anymore. If I could look him straight in the eye and say exactly what I'm thinking right now it would be: I miss you. I miss your hugs and kisses and I miss being with you. I miss holding your hand and your arms being wrapped around me. I miss laying with you and staring into those beautiful eyes with those long eyelashes and knowing that you care about me. I miss putting my head in your lap while you play with my hair. I miss the movies, the games, the phone calls, and all the conversations. I miss your smile, your face, your feet, and your freckles. I miss that feeling I always used to get in my stomach when I was with you. I miss the big things, the little things~ everything. The smile I fall asleep with every night and wake up with every morning is still because of you. I miss being able to tell you that I love you and I miss hearing you say it back. I guess that the truth is if you ever really loved me as much as you once made me believe you did, you wouldn't have given up on me.
*I'm sorry to say that I lied to you. I said I wouldn't wait for you even though I knew that I would. And here I am...