the first thing i ever wrote
i miss christmas already. actually, i dont miss christmas, i miss christmas trees. i miss laying under the christmas tree watching all the lights in the dark feeling safe and warm and happy. i miss that and all the feelings associated with it. wow, looks like i have somehitng to add to my to-do list. im going to go to new york (or where ever it is) and lay under the enormous christmas tree with my lover and nothing you or your mom can say will stop me. those armored guards better be prepared for a fight.
valentines day was a big let down. i was hoping for some random secret admirer to surprise me out of no where with flowers and chocolates or something wierd like that. i think i need to stop being such a dreamer and start going out and doing things. maybe i should have surprised my secret lover with flowers and chocolates. next year is too long to wait, but whats a girl to do when she mucks up valentines day for herself. looks like ill have to make st. patricks day extra special.
im starting to believe that im a hopeless romantic. never once before would i have said to myself 'self, i really want a serious relationship.' but i guess thats what comes from going crazy and seeing all of your friends happy and falling in love. ive never been in love, i wonder if its everything they show in the movies. you know like butterflies and the whole foot going up thing while theyre kissing (princess diaries was on last night, that explains the foot going up thing). maybe if im lucky and good ill fall in love.
I stepped out into the night and put my feet down on the wet patio floor. the skys air had been cooling and steam rose from everywhere. i could feel drops of rain slipping off trees leaves and splattering to the ground. its always misty after a summer pour. and i remember turning around and looking out. and staring in and focusing on this one beautiful girl. and i said 'oh who is this?' where was she when my heart couldnt take its beat? i sipped down some warm ginger ale and drew back a breath. and headed over to see about this girl. i couldnt say a thing and i stared open and wide and i connected with her eyes to feel my gut fall through the floor. oh my god i think im falling.
im still waiting for my summers pour and chance with a beautiful boy to take.
valentines day was a big let down. i was hoping for some random secret admirer to surprise me out of no where with flowers and chocolates or something wierd like that. i think i need to stop being such a dreamer and start going out and doing things. maybe i should have surprised my secret lover with flowers and chocolates. next year is too long to wait, but whats a girl to do when she mucks up valentines day for herself. looks like ill have to make st. patricks day extra special.
im starting to believe that im a hopeless romantic. never once before would i have said to myself 'self, i really want a serious relationship.' but i guess thats what comes from going crazy and seeing all of your friends happy and falling in love. ive never been in love, i wonder if its everything they show in the movies. you know like butterflies and the whole foot going up thing while theyre kissing (princess diaries was on last night, that explains the foot going up thing). maybe if im lucky and good ill fall in love.
I stepped out into the night and put my feet down on the wet patio floor. the skys air had been cooling and steam rose from everywhere. i could feel drops of rain slipping off trees leaves and splattering to the ground. its always misty after a summer pour. and i remember turning around and looking out. and staring in and focusing on this one beautiful girl. and i said 'oh who is this?' where was she when my heart couldnt take its beat? i sipped down some warm ginger ale and drew back a breath. and headed over to see about this girl. i couldnt say a thing and i stared open and wide and i connected with her eyes to feel my gut fall through the floor. oh my god i think im falling.
im still waiting for my summers pour and chance with a beautiful boy to take.