I knew he was alive, and now she's missing.
I haven't updated in awhile. I went to Traverse City, MI this past week. It was quite a long drive, but it was fun. I'm glad I got away from work for a week. I talked to SONYA today, she's called me a few times at like 1am, and I always miss the call... But I did talk to her today. She MIGHT come visit/move to Ohio! That would be pretty freakin' awesome. Warped Tour is coming up soon [not soon enough] I can't wait. I think I might go back home to Florida for one, and with Kyle to the Detroit, MI one. SoCo, MBR, MCR, Fall Out Boy, Mest, Senses Fail, The Matches, The Academy Is... so many other sweet bands. Im psyched. Well I'm going to get off here, go do something constructive I guess... Maybe I'll post some PiCtUrEs later.
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Girls like myself tend to think many boys are cute.
--But it just takes that one boy to catch your eye.
There he was, Saturday morning, in the kaki shorts and no shirt. Hair still wet from the shower, drowning in cologne.
That hug at hello, a hug from a boy so sensitive and strong you could just melt in his arms. It brings on a positive feeling.
Singing along to old rock songs in the passenger seat of my car on a four hour drive to a week of bliss that I only wish would have never ended.
Six out of six nights consisted of long talks catching up on life. Having fun on the lake, sitting at the fire at 2am just staring into the sky. I was on top of the world.
A boy who holds the door as you walk through.
A boy who offers his jacket when its cold.
A boy who just takes your breath away and leaves you speachless at the end of the night.
Thats him..
Laughs ecoed over the water as the smell of hard liquor and beer was on everyones breath.
Him sitting along the campfire playing guitar made him irresistible.
Sitting in front of the tv with a backwards hat, on the edge of his seat as the Pistons win by 5. Watching him, his gorgeous smile, Priceless.
It came down to the last night. Seeing him lay on the bed, resting for a long trip early the next morning. His ocean blue eyes, and hair, the color of the sand....Those Hollister shorts and a black belt was just enough to set the tone of his tan, athletic body. And the kiss, oh the sweet taste of his kiss. Not even words can explain him.
A goodbye to his family was said in hoping I wouldn't have to say it to him.
But that one last hug from someone you've become attached to.
Who is beautiful inside and out.
Who you have a connection with and feel safe in his presence is just hard to leave behind.
My eyes can't see past him...