I’ve been thinking about you
The moments we shared and when they would end
How you would hold me or when you came tome with your problems after I did the same
I’ve been thinking about how we fell apart We were so close then I got left in the dark months passed and soon I forgot almost everything we’d ever been through or what I even found special about you. After 6 months of lying to myself, I missed you. I missed you in a way that I have before, just not this strongly. I Thought of you and your flirtatious ways, how cute you were, when we were at a basketball game being stupid, when you said you wanted an intimate hug and when I made you laugh by giving you one, we shared music suggestions, and had plans for the summer and hopefully we still have them to look forward to. Maybe one day I’ll have the courage to tell you how I feel about you or how you’ll react. That’s why I’ll dream and wish for now, that I will. I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about you lately and if we could ever be more than friends even though we just started again….thinking about you makes me think about me. How I would react if the scenario was in reverse. Maybe once I was comfortable I would sit with you outside the school where we began, maybe I would move your orange hair out of your face and maybe I would kiss you on the cheek. I know I would feel guilty but, guilt is worth surviving for you, my best friend.
I love you.
yes. I am unusual. Especially now, that I’ve gotten myself impute a predicament that I can’t get out of. I need new friends but I’m half insane and I cling to that and I fake it a lot so people want to be around me less. I’m not stupid i know what’s going on. But for me, this isn’t pretty but it’s what I am tonight
I remember the first time it occurred to me that I needed to create clothing. I was walking the halls of my local mall and I saw a chick with blue hair and her punked up friend strolling beside her. Although I had certainly encountered stranger looking people before, this it…