August 5th, 2009


I don't wanna be a part of it...

Morning, handsome.

I can't sleep. You asked me where I was going, and that's what I told you.

But really, even though we've been together ten months, and she's been with her new boyfriend for...I don't know...six?, I can't stop thinking about her.

I had this weird imagine of you two hugging and just sort of...automatically kissing her on the forehead, even commenting that it seemed natural. I know that wouldn't really happen - especially where I (or her bf!) could see it.

So I did the usual online stalking. She and her friends look like they have so much fun! A prom party sounds awesome to me. I wish I had friends who'd do that sort of thing. And I sometimes think that I ruined things for you. That you're with me just because I was the next person. And you know you'll never love like you loved her again.

After all, I don't have a special nickname from or for you.

And you do all the same things with me as you did with her. You act the same around us.

I just wish we did something special. Aside from Wigglefest. Or that I felt special.

There should still be random spurts of romance. We haven't even hit the year mark. And we probably have to change that, too, so that it doesn't seem too close to when you two broke up. -_- At least this time I wasn't with a guy who cheated.
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