Sunday, December 26, 2010

I don't how to handle this; there's no book for dummies on this one

You make no sense because well, I don't know how to deal with you. I don't know if you flirt or if you talk. I don't know how to flirt, and keep it all secret. I could talk to you for hours, and it's so easy, but, your not the kind of boy that I sit and cry over. Because, your innocent, and you don't know how to hurt so, I have nothing to cry over. But, you are the kind of boy that I can sit around and smile about. Just thinking about you makes me bubbly, and happy. I never used to giggle, and all the sudden I do. I have to keep it all a secret and I've picked the right people this time. I just don't know how I am going to deal with it when you tell me you don't like me. I don't even think you realize it when you flirt. Or when I flirt. It's hard working around innocence. But, you, are so honest and open with me, and there's a trust I have with you that I don't have with anyone else. I can literally tell you anything, and you can laugh with me or cry with me, and I know not a soul will ever know. You're different too. You're more to yourself, and not a party kid. I think that could be exactly what I need. Someone who would really be up for just hanging out, watching a movie, not someone who needs to always be moving and spending money. I think you could be what saves me from the superficial, and judging life I live now. You take me for who I am. I don't have to be anything I'm not. I don't have to pretend or act like someone I am not. I can never thank you enough for that actually. I probably feel so happy because, I can just be me and be weird and silly. I never thought I would like someone like you, but, now that I am, I'm so glad I do.

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