June 2011
bomb.
ecstasy. euphoria. anticipation. a few components of a beginning, my beginning with you, the real beginning. as quickly as i got you, you were taken by some unknown source more powerful than i. those same components replaced with injustice, sadness, and bitterness. it isn’t fair that you have to leave me and everything you know in this town in order to prove something to another. you will be...
bye bye single.
tis true, i am no longer single. it feels good. this is someone i really want to be with and someone i can see myself with for some time. when i first met you, i wasn’t so sure i could or would take him seriously. everything was a joke and i didn’t see the potential. making out was fun like it had been with other guys before. we got in a few little fights over small, useless things but...
it started randomly with you telling me you liked my hair. funny because i remember finding it odd you thought it was okay to hold my hand and hair like it was your own the first night of meeting me. i found you to be attractive but had no intention of acting upon anything. only a few nights later you hugged me from behind while i was working because my hands were too dirty to hug you back and i...
