Somebody Told Me,
Monday, January 12, 2009 3:38 PM
you only see me as a friend. Pretty good, I guess. At least you don't hate me and you want to get to know me. I like that. I like how you tried to fix my skirt for me; that was really kind. Gosh you're so confusing! Why did you try to get my number? I guess that's what friend's do but its just gonna hurt sometimes. Right now, at this moment, I'm just a little down but you know what? I want to get to know you more too. Its way better this way than that way. You make me hate you and you make me like you. That's what I like about you. Of course those captivating brown eyes that get me all the time, but take it easy on me. I'm a newbie at not thinking my hopeless romantic ways. Sometimes I feel the need not to keep my rose-colored glasses on and dream about love and the things I believe of them. Its hard to know your right there next to me and that your real...Your not just some rockstar I dream about being with. See ya friend.