October 2009
4 posts
I wish:
I could just flat out tell you how I feel about you without having to worry about how you’ll react.
Sometimes I wonder..
Is she sitting there thinking about me while I’m thinking about her?
Does she miss me as much as I miss her?
Will I ever stop wondering/thinking about her?
I wish:
I had a cuddle buddy.
My room at my parent’s house wasn’t as cold.
But thank god for a space heater and heated blanket.
11:11