So guess what? The jerk talked to me today. He said “what’s up, Caroline” as he
walked past me in the hallways. I stood by my locker as his stupid walking past
my back. Turning my head I heard my voice speak a simple “hey” as his black eye
moved down the hall towards his own locker. In my mind I was freaking out. I
didn’t know what to do, or what to say. I wanted to ignore him, be hardcore,
play hard to get. But that, my friend, is not my style I guess. Not around him
at least. As soon as he gives me the slightest bit of attention I am hooked
again. I am so stupid!
And guess what? I asked him if he could hang out some
time soon. He said he didn’t know because wrestling season was starting.
Surprising answer right there! not. I just wish I knew what is going on. No, I wish
nothing was. I wish everything was as before. I wish he was mine, and mine
alone. I wish I was his. I want to be able to kiss him, touch him, feel him,
breath. But I want to smack him, hard. Make him hurt as much as I do. My eyes
are still tearing up all the time. They long after him every time he is near. I
catch myself looking for him constantly. It’s stupid. This day is stupid. I am
so stupid!
- CS
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