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| my oh my. I'm ready for life to just chill out. or at least have some of the pressures on me to disappear. I wish I could get a hybrid car, pick up and leave. just go where ever my heart desires. *sigh* ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 
I wonder if you've noticed, I can't look away. 
We can lose ourselves,
and not find our way back home
"I'd give you my everything if you gave me yours. I know we tried this a few times, but that was before. I'm ready if you're ready, and I'm pretty sure I am. I'm waiting for you here, but I don't know how long I can."
There's nothing you could reveal about yourself that i wouldn't want to know.
All human wisdom is summed up in two words - wait and hope.
Absence may make the heart grow fonder,
but it sure makes the rest of you lonely.
-Charlie Brown
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| I'm very not okay with all my guy friends feeling like they can be replaced in a snap. 
So maybe it doesn't really matter if you wear your heart on your sleeve or if you lock it up in a box away from the world, because in the end, everyone gets hurt.
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| being that girl.
The one who has a playlist of songs that remind her of *him*
the one who while in the hospital just wonders if he would even care.
Granted this is not your typical case of this type of girl and boy.
He was my best friend for a few months. We were basically inseparable.
We never would have even started had it not been for Jack Johnson and Jesus.
Funny, huh?
We got very very close. We knew we would be a good match if we both didn't have significant others.
He was much more involved though. They had been dating 7 months.
ANYWAY I'm getting off track.
long story short, we were best friends, then distanced ourselves.
He started getting into some stuff. He stopped being the him that I knew.
and then I moved back home.
Saw him once over the summer. He and his girlfriend had been broken up for a good while.
We were on a beach.
I got my fantasy kiss with a boy that felt like my old best friend that I knew.
I was completely and totally blissed out.
All those old feelings came rushing back.
I realized I was in love.
The only time I've ever been in love.
I'm not over it. As much as I want to be.
Because he's not speaking to me anymore.
Because I made his problems my problems.
Because I cared too much.
He makes me feel like the center of his world with just one smile.
I have my memories, and they're just about all that keep me holding on to hope.
that maybe, just maybe he'll figure himself out, and know that I'm here.
but for now, I have to endure the knowledge that he wants nothing to do with me.
I'm sure I'm going to see him at some point next weekend because it's a small campus and we're friends with similar people and such.
I'm terrified.
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a word is just a word,
until you mean what you say
I wait not for the one who makes me take a second look,
but for the one who makes me never want to look away in the first place.
Some of the most interesting friendships are between people who are attracted to each other, but can't act on it.
“Sometimes I wish that I was the weather, you'd bring me up in conversation forever And when it rained, I'd be the talk of the day.” -John Mayer
do whatever you want.
and if it's something you'll regret in the morning,
sleep late.
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