Category : Diary/Journal

Sub Category : N/A

I have never loved one like I have loved you. Actually I have never actually loved. Is this a dream or nightmare? Because this can't be reality. Can It? Do I actually like you??? Do you like me? When I look into your eyes I can imagine us happy together. But I know when you look at me, you don't look at me the way I look at you. You see ugly and imperfection. But if you actually hung out or get to know me, you might be surprised. Maybe this is a dream and you don't exist. Maybe I'm awake but it's my imagination. I love you, but you'll never see me that way. Your brown hair and eyes. Your smile the way you laugh. Your imperfections, I love them. I love them all. You will never see my imperfections and I that way though. The reason why I don't talk like how I'm writing now is because it gives me, not just butterflies but the whole ocean. I begin to stutter and get frustrated.  You go after Laurens and Lanas and Kelieghs and Lilys and different girls. But not a single Cola. What happens huh? I remember when we actually could talk to each other now we are just Starngers