The title of this blog; ‘My girl’. If only K was my girl.
I wish I wasn’t so scared. I feel like it would be less painful getting turned down, instead of having false hope that K feels the same way, only to get turned down. Both end in me being turned down, but it just depends wherever I want to hurt a little now, or be happy for a while then hurt a lot.
But anyway, I’ll stop talking about that. This is a love blog, not a vent blog.
K is so amazing! I love her so much that’s it’s quite overwhelming. I have the urge to constantly tell K I love them, but of course I can’t do that. She is unbelievably pretty. I almost can’t cope with it. How is it possible for one person to be so beautiful? I love her.
I really do love her. All I want is her happiness. Wether that is with me, or with someone else, or if K decides to find happiness on her own. I don’t care. Her happiness is so much more important than my own selfish needs.
Goodbye!
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