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Sunday, December 14, 2008
what if...
I found you that night, hidden in the dark. Would you have left? Would I have cried so much, and would we have drifted apart?
What if I was beautiful and flawless. Would you care to say hello, or at least a goodbye? Would you treasure me as a friend? Would the way you looked at me be different, or at least... would you look at me?
What if, back in fifth grade, I had perfect teeth, a pre-mature body, and it was me that you took the strawberry gummies from? Would we have been friends and the time between then and now would not have been wasted?
What if I had never moved again, and my crying tantrum worked, and I went to the middle school that you went to, and I met him? Would the timing have clicked, would we have matured together and asked each other deep philosophical questions that every middle schooler wonders, but only some have the courage to ask?
I'm sure things would be different, because you say that I'm nice, and I have a perfect personality, and I garner the respect from everyone around me, and that I'm talented, and...
So what exactly am I doing wrong?
what if...
I found you that night, hidden in the dark. Would you have left? Would I have cried so much, and would we have drifted apart?
What if I was beautiful and flawless. Would you care to say hello, or at least a goodbye? Would you treasure me as a friend? Would the way you looked at me be different, or at least... would you look at me?
What if, back in fifth grade, I had perfect teeth, a pre-mature body, and it was me that you took the strawberry gummies from? Would we have been friends and the time between then and now would not have been wasted?
What if I had never moved again, and my crying tantrum worked, and I went to the middle school that you went to, and I met him? Would the timing have clicked, would we have matured together and asked each other deep philosophical questions that every middle schooler wonders, but only some have the courage to ask?
I'm sure things would be different, because you say that I'm nice, and I have a perfect personality, and I garner the respect from everyone around me, and that I'm talented, and...
So what exactly am I doing wrong?