Sunday, 20 September 2015

The Story of You -3

I apologize, today I  am a bit of a mess, things have happened that made me fall apart, and on top of everything I miss you.

So, I will try and go back to it.. 

The day we met you were just some guy.  You were some blond, muscular kind of guy, who annoyed the crap out of me, and I did not know why.
I had gone to this excursion with my favorite class because they were my favorite, and I loved them, and wanted to spend all my time with them, and I felt so sick that the only thing that made me happy was being around them.   
All I heard about you at the time was that you were really hot, but hot for me was not the same thing as  it was for a bunch of teenagers.  When I met you I though.. really.. he seems totally up himself... for me, hot was not the same thing they saw, for me, hot was a strong minded guy that cared about the work we did, a guy that played the same games that I played, that was crazy, and funny, and stupid all at the same time.  Certainly not you.

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