Category : Diary/Journal

Sub Category : N/A

Though I can only sit and think, having the thought running through my mind. Its a broken record. Sitting here letting my thoughts pour into a screen, seems like it'd make someone think I'm crazy. But it's the best way I can....You know, release myself. I want to write this to you. But if I told this to you now, you'd friend zone me. Something's off tonight. I can't seem to sleep because you always strike my mind. Certain songs I listen to makes the thought of you magically appear in my brain, then it's like, I can't get you out. You're irreplaceable..  I'm not obsessed of course. Cuz that's just weird, I mean I'm only 14. *Scoffs* The farthest I picture is hugging you. Honestly, just being welcomed into open arms. Surrounded by your love, engulfed in your care. There are many other girls who like you too. Even my friend. She wants me to not try to get attached to you. Says you're "hers" *scoffs* I don't see her name on you tho. And I had a crush on you since 7th grade. That's 2 years I've liked you. Though I may have fell for another boy this year, 2018, but you just seemed to top him. Like. I don't know. But Back to the point. Let's see. 3 girls likes you. My friend, your somewhat "stalker" and is supposingly "kinky" when she thinks of you, if you know what I mean, the other who's completely obsessed with you, "when she sees you in shorts." And my friend, who finds you "sexy" and keeps talking about measurements, and "The dirty side of you". But I swear I'm not that person. I like you. Not because you're handsome. But perhaps it's your personality, you make the day bright, your funny, your.... You.... I understand you're the more popular boy along with some of your Freshman friends. And I on the other hand are one of the unpopular, ugly, weird girl that walks around with my other 4 weird friends. But the point is that...I like you. That's final. Whether it makes you barf, or think for a moment. I knew you back when we were little. Like 2. But then as soon as I moved to GA, we broke apart. Then it was also after your dad's friend, and my "mom"(guardian) brother passed away, we were gone. But since I came back home from a hell hole, I feel reconnected to you. I mean we are learning about our past, and how we used to know each other. Your smile, personality, and all makes me like you more. And I just can't die down on that. Hopefully it doesn't mean I'm obsessed. *Scoffs*
-You're totally obsessed, get over it-
😒 I hate my mind sometimes.