Thursday, December 24, 2009
I suppose it's a good thing
We're back together, Dakota & I. Today he kissed me, it's the second time in a couple days. He promised he wasn't going to hurt me again, or spread rumors about me. I think I'll truly always love him.
You insist on starting stuff?
Written 12/21.
Dakota; you hurt me and embarrassed me. What kind of boyfriend does and says that kind of stuff to and about his girlfriend ? ! The fight we got into today really left me about to cry and heartbroken. I love you, but I don't want to be with you if you'll just end up acting like this.
Dakota; you hurt me and embarrassed me. What kind of boyfriend does and says that kind of stuff to and about his girlfriend ? ! The fight we got into today really left me about to cry and heartbroken. I love you, but I don't want to be with you if you'll just end up acting like this.
Dakota Austin Lloyd
Written awhile ago.
We're finally friends again, and that means the absolute world to me. Math Class; <3>
I just don't want to lose our friendship this time.
Iloveyou; <3
Dakota Austin Lloyd
Written awhile Ago;
You became a serious crush, The kind of crush that kicks you out of the driver's sear and grabs hold of the wheel. The kind that shuts off the GPS and takes you down a different road. The kind that makes you realize that crushes don't have to follow the rules. and sometimes they don't make sense, they make non-sense. And trying to force them or deny them is like trying to wear a maxi-dress when you're four feet tall. Just because you want it to work, doesn't mean it will. And sometime the less popular choice -the one no one will approve of but you- is a perfect fit.
I remember when I first met you, two years ago, back in the sixth grade. Back when I was an ugly loser. You were in my classes and I guess somewhere along the lines, I fell in love with you. At some point I was even a little obsessed with you. Then in the seventh grade, we dated. And obviously broke-up. I'll never forget sitting on Leah's bed, and suddenly falling back and crying. I realized that I would've given anything for you in the sixth grade, and I had my chance in the seventh. And now here I am in the eighth grade realizing; that's I'll always want you. But then I think of how many times I've cried. How many times I've felt heart broken. You act like you hate me around some people, but I know deep down your the sweetest guy. I remember when we kissed, I still feel it on my lips. Even though we'll probably never have a chance again.
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