May 2012
April 2012
- me: oh how i wish someone would like me
- someone: i like you
- me: no not you
If we talk a lot, I'll start liking you.
Just talking to me everyday will do so much. You’ll eventually become my daily routine. I get to learn more about you as I listen to you talk about how your day is, how you’re feeling, and how you really are. Just knowing almost every detail about you will bring me closer to you. It’ll become hard for me to not like you if I admire the person you actually are behind your appearance.
When he cries..
You hear his voice weakening as he tries to fight back the tears from running down his cheeks. You see his face muscles tighten up, his eyes filled with sadness while he bites his lips so he doesn’t make a sound. You feel the movement of his hands, wanting to hold onto yours. But he’s afraid, because you were the cause of all this emotion. Guys are sensitive too, they just don’t like to show it off.
We're not friends. We're strangers, with memories.
