Shaking. Sweating. Worst experience of my life.
The best thing I ever did.
I couldn't look up.
You weren't there.
Lights. Clapping. The sound of my own voice.
Being proud. Smiles. Still shaking.
You weren't there.
My heart splits at the seams a little bit more whenever I realise we sit in the friendzone.
Why will you not be attracted to me?
Where is the lust?
The need?
The desire?
You weren't there.
I miss you.
If that is even possible.
Heart on the wrist.
Silly girl.
I'd know if you sent them.
Silly, silly girl.
Friday, July 27, 2012
Romance and Stage Encounters.
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