My Story
I would like to take this entry and write my story of why im emo.
Well, it started back in april when i met Ashley. I was introduced to her by her friend Cathryn. I knew right there that i liked her. We talked a little bit over the course of the next week. Then... the friday before easter brake... she got a b/f. I cried every night of those 2 weeks off. I just thought that I would never hold her in my arms. I came back to school and didnt talk to her for some time.
Then, she talked to me, she made things better. I felt a little better, but still sad on the inside. I liked to be alone a lot, and I loved to just think. We started to talk a lot, she made things much better, but i was still always sad on the inside. She just always let the wrong words slip.
We've gotten in a few fights since then, those fights only made us closer in the end. She knows me better than I even know myself. She understands me, and she knows that the words can slip, and that people get mad.
She ended kissing me eventually. I felt so happy, for the first time since i met her. We're so close now, and we haven't even known eachother a year. Now, i can look at her and say "Ashley, you're someone i want to spend my whole life with"
Well, that's my story. You'd think it ends happy, and it pretty much does. But knowing that she'll probably never be mine, my ending wont be happy...
Well, it started back in april when i met Ashley. I was introduced to her by her friend Cathryn. I knew right there that i liked her. We talked a little bit over the course of the next week. Then... the friday before easter brake... she got a b/f. I cried every night of those 2 weeks off. I just thought that I would never hold her in my arms. I came back to school and didnt talk to her for some time.
Then, she talked to me, she made things better. I felt a little better, but still sad on the inside. I liked to be alone a lot, and I loved to just think. We started to talk a lot, she made things much better, but i was still always sad on the inside. She just always let the wrong words slip.
We've gotten in a few fights since then, those fights only made us closer in the end. She knows me better than I even know myself. She understands me, and she knows that the words can slip, and that people get mad.
She ended kissing me eventually. I felt so happy, for the first time since i met her. We're so close now, and we haven't even known eachother a year. Now, i can look at her and say "Ashley, you're someone i want to spend my whole life with"
Well, that's my story. You'd think it ends happy, and it pretty much does. But knowing that she'll probably never be mine, my ending wont be happy...