tomorrow i'm off to serve soup and dinner to those in the beautiful city of san francisco.
i hear my father moving about upstairs.
the floorboards (that serve as ceiling down here) groan to me under his girth.
i may not have a boyfriend
may not be in love.
but.
i do have someone i would love to have as a boyfriend.
someone i care deeply for.
someone i want to take care of make everything ok for.
someone who claims to like me back.
and you know what-
i wouldn't trade this feeling for anything.
titles like "girlfriend" and "boyfriend" don't mean anything
it doesn't secure a relationship
mean you are more compatible
signify a greater depth to the relationship.
i haven't genuinely liked someone since i was fourteen.
long
time
ago
it seems.
i haven't felt this way-this particular way- ever.
i hate worrying about him,
but at the same time,
i love it.
i don't like what he's doing, but i like that i can worry about him.
and he knows it.
i hate feeling like i'm being annoying, pushing myself on him, apologizing and feeling stupid, having friends calling me "gay" for what i say when i talk about him..
and then i can't help myself- i love it.
i love saying i'm sorry and hearing him say its ok ("nah its cool babe.")
i love getting close to him and catching him glance my way.
i love when he tells me to shut up i'm not being stupid. hearing him say that he likes me ("i care bout you.")
i like that my friends can see me feeling this way and listen to my stupid recollections of our past encounter.
i'm not sure how you define love.
if its a feeling even.
if it takes time even.
but what i'm feeling--
it makes me feel like i start everyday with the intention of going ice skating.
that "i can't wait!" excitement.
i don't know.
i'm going to beautiful san francisco tomorrow.
Devious Comments
and its originally by tears for fears.
andandand imissmywife.
<3
love you!
call me sometime!
tonight?
i shall answer.
lol
i miss MY HUSBAND.
<4 yes. that is a heart.
less than FOUR?
oh dear i had no idea you felt that way about me
XD
<4 (right back at ya, schweethart </humphry bogart> )
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