One would never guess that in this small hick-town, I found the most amazing guy. He’s so kind and loving, and he’s everything a girl could ask for in a guy (except for the impossibly large muscles that shows that he works out like no other and the face that makes every girl cream her panties when he looks her way). When you look into his eyes, you find a playful soul that is willing to play any game you can think of.
When I think of him, I can’t help but sigh in content and wish he were mine to hold and kiss. Yah, you heard me right, I said WISH he were mine. He already has a girl in a long distance relationship and he’s trying to be good. At a party, where everyone except me has a girl or boy to call his or her own, he shows up and spills his feelings to my friend, it’s her boy that is the star of this party, and I end up spilling my feelings for him to her as she sits in my lap.
Funny right? I’m a b***h that gets what she wants, most times, and I want him but he’s got someone. Depressing it is. I think this is what love is but I don’t know when I know, if ever. If you want to talk about funny, I feel like I’ve known him all my life, but not. It’s so weird to feel like this.
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