Showing posts with label boys. Show all posts
Showing posts with label boys. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Twitterpated

To him it was probably nothing,
but to me, talking to him on the phone way too late at night was the highlight of my whole day.
So much so that when I woke up, for a split second, I thought it had been a dream. 
As he sat there playing his guitar to me I couldn't help but wish I could stay there forever. I couldn't help but get those butterflies in my stomach as I looked up into his eyes, and that feeling has yet to cease.
As his fingers gently glided across that guitar it seemed as if he was strumming at the strings of my heart.
Call me a hopeless romantic, cause that's exactly what I am, but seriously, I just wanted to make time stand still and live in that moment forever. I'm not sure what it is about him, and I'm sure one day I'll look back on this and think of how absolutely silly I am, but for the time being, I am totally and completely infatuated with him.... I am totally and completely infatuated with him, and I don't really understand why.
"And it's you and me and all of the people
And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you"
-that song became one-hundred-million times cuter the moment he sang it to me :)


Tuesday, September 11, 2012

his little game

As soon as I'm getting over him he tells me how beautiful I am....
yep, that kinda ruined my whole plan, but I've realized something else:
It's like I'm this little game piece, all part of his big game, and unfortunately he's a really good player.
When I'm unimportant and no longer have a use, he tosses me aside.
And suddenly when a situation comes up, when he needs another piece, he takes the time to find me, and for some reason I'm so grateful for his attention that I don't even realize he's playing me, that he's using me... using me in a way that in the end is all for his benefit.
But now I see it. I can see that he really doesn't care about me, he cares about the end prize, he want's to be the winner, whatever that entails. 
So I'm done, I'm done playing this silly little game and I'm finally taking control of my own life.
Game Over
...but I wish he'd prove me wrong...

Those songs that perfectly describe your life. :)




one of the hardest things in life is knowing which bridge to build,
and which to burn...