And then it was gone.
The feeling went away. It just had to. There's really not much point in clinging on and hoping that something miraculous is going to happen. If I am able to put in that much effort to make friends, and you don't seem to bother, then it's just not going to work. Ultimately, I'm moving on...
And then there was the brother.
Pretty good-looking. Pretty charming. Sweet-looking and Im falling head over heels over his smile. I don't usually see a guy smile that gorgeously before, so cut me some slack. I dont really care if I seem like a stalker, though I honestly don't want to be seen as one, but it's been a while seen I feel excited about the start of a new friendship. So really, I would love to love and be loved. Maybe not now, maybe not tomorrow, but soon. Soon. It's gonna come.
<3<3<3
