Yes, it is ridiculous
Monday, December 22, 2008 4:49 PM
Like you said,
Isn't this getting a bit ridiculous?
And then you laughed at me.
You laughed so hard.
You laughed me onto the brim of crying.
You laughed me into the corner.
You laughed.
Then you told me,
I'm sorry.
*click*
*save*
Haven't seen that one before...
*click*
*save*
He looks so cute..!
*click*
*save*
Those lips are gorgeous
the words blushing pilgrims pop into my head.
Not an original thought, but
you can't help what you think.
When I look at him
my heart is filled to the brim with Aww!'s, Eeee!'s, and OH MY GOD!'s.
When we talk?
I feel the weight
The tears start
I do what he tells me
I thank God that he can't see me sobbing
I keep telling myself, there's nothing to cry for.
He's a normal person.
Why are you so sad?
You wouldn't think that someone who makes all my days full of
sunshine
and
sweetness
and
bliss
Could make me so
miserable
A sentence.
"Hey! What's up?"
*45 minutes later*
"Hey." He finally replies.
The end.
Nothing to it, but it hurts.
I know he doesn't mean to.
Why waste your time?
I almost hate him.
I almost hate you.
God.
I am so close to hating you.
But...
I can't.
And the
*click*
*save*
Are those new shoes?
Starts again.
Isn't this getting a bit ridiculous?
And then you laughed at me.
You laughed so hard.
You laughed me onto the brim of crying.
You laughed me into the corner.
You laughed.
Then you told me,
I'm sorry.
*click*
*save*
Haven't seen that one before...
*click*
*save*
He looks so cute..!
*click*
*save*
Those lips are gorgeous
the words blushing pilgrims pop into my head.
Not an original thought, but
you can't help what you think.
When I look at him
my heart is filled to the brim with Aww!'s, Eeee!'s, and OH MY GOD!'s.
When we talk?
I feel the weight
The tears start
I do what he tells me
I thank God that he can't see me sobbing
I keep telling myself, there's nothing to cry for.
He's a normal person.
Why are you so sad?
You wouldn't think that someone who makes all my days full of
sunshine
and
sweetness
and
bliss
Could make me so
miserable
A sentence.
"Hey! What's up?"
*45 minutes later*
"Hey." He finally replies.
The end.
Nothing to it, but it hurts.
I know he doesn't mean to.
Why waste your time?
I almost hate him.
I almost hate you.
God.
I am so close to hating you.
But...
I can't.
And the
*click*
*save*
Are those new shoes?
Starts again.