officially missing you.

Currently
listerning: Amy Winehouse shuffle
mood: content
why: i'm realizing things and accepting them

I've been thinking about blogging and turns out this really helps me get out all of my emotion. But anyway, that last post is so far from my mind right now. I was surfing the net and randomly thought of my freshman year crush [ridiculous huh?]. Well let me finish. He was the only guy I can honestly say I really liked for all the right reasons in a LONG time. He was nice, respectful, liked me for me, never really pissed me off [lol], and had a good head on his shoulders, pretty much. And he was very attractive. So yeah, he was in PE when I was in weight training and I'd see him right before I went to Coach Pilgram's class and right after that. He broke up with his girlfriend and there was an undeniable connection between us. Well, maybe a month after I start liking him, he has to go to another school. I was so upset. And I remember, he kissed me on the forehead before Coach Pilgram's class on his last day and he hugged for like forever in PE.

Well, I say all that to say, I'm missing him. We kept in touch after he left and we always talked about how we would defiantly be together if he still went to MHS. I don't think it's just him I'm missing. I'm missing the idea of a guy that knows how he's feelings and ain't trying to cover it up for nobody. I think our situation is God telling me how I'm suppose to be treated and how I'm suppose to feel with a significant other. I had butterflies every time I saw him, spoke to him, messaged him, called him.....everything about him was perfect.

Well I'm done talking. Message me on myspace. Comment. Just get at me.