I speak of the truth
I got home not too long ago from going to #'s with Cassie and the bunch. Let me tell y'all a little story, and it goes like this...At the beginning of my last year in Highschool I had Cassie in the halls. I remember like every little way she put her hawk. I always thought to myself, "One day I'm going to say something to her when I have a few moments to spear, and when I'm not wandering through the halls." To some everything up, I always noticed her. Also, to be completely honest, I've always longed for someone like her. I always looked at her like I could never have her, but I'm sure she didn't really notice me glancing over at her throughout the school year. I love every second I'm with her or just in her presence.