when you talk to a friend about him, and she says stuff like she thinks she knows him and you don’t. Bitch, I am the one who liked him. I’m the one he wanted, he liked. I’m the one who stayed up late talking to him and then couldn’t get to sleep because I was too happy. I’m the one who got hurt by him, who would cry herself to sleep at night because of him, if I didn’t know him it wouldn’t of hurt so much. I know a lot more about him than you do, so please don’t talk about him like you KNOW him.
- okay, I’m done venting about that.
you think scenes from movies dont exist, then you have an amazing night with a guy that you barely know, and all you can think is… wow. Its like a scene from a movie <3. The moon is abnormally bright, the stars are faint, but you can see them. Sitting by a camp fire. Its kind of cold out, and he offers you his sweater. You walk for a bit, you guys talk, you have that annoying sibling that wont leave you too alone. (there are alwyas road blockers in movies :P ) and then that problem disapears. And your alone. He gets closer to you. Its your first time being this close to a guy and your nervous. Of coarse you would be. A noise suddently makes you jump, and you realize there’s a raccoon headed your way.You both stand up, and he reaches, and grabs you hand. Then he brings you closer, hugs you , and it just feels so right. You feel like … anything is possible. That nervous feeling reappears and you say you have to go. But he just wont give up. The next thing you know, your leaning into a kiss. The perfect ending to a perfect night. The only thing is, you chicken out. And suddently you’re walking away feeling like you have no idea what just happend. While thinking it over, the idea of kissing him isnt so bad. And you regret backing out. But even though you’ll spend a couple weeks talking to him, even though he seems so interested, and even though it seems like things will work out, they wont, And then youll end up typing an almost perfect begining to what could have been a really good story. And i know eventually you’ll get over it, but right then, it will feel like the world just stopped truning, your world anyways. Cuz lifes a bitch. And your just gonna have to get used to it.
“A smooth sea never made a skilled sailor”
A little reminder, that thanks to my past, I’m a stronger person now.