well I just got back from Lauderdale and I must say that every time I see this silly boy I grow more and more fond of him. Attachment kills me, I really just never was good at dealing with it because I am so afraid to lose something that I am so taken by. This boy does something dreadful to me and no matter how much I don't want to feel strongly for him my insecurites grow obselite when he is around. I swear that he just makes time stop around us and I grow completely lost in everything amazing that he is. I have tried distance befor and I usually grow bored with the lack of time that I spend with the person but the miesly 15 hours I get with him every week or so, if that much makes the whole rest of my time not spent with him worthwhile to deal with because I never remember feeling so genuinly happy as when he is around. This is so pathetically cheesy, I am so not this mushy..... *rolls eyes*
poetik:
But I think it's nice to be mushy every now and then... then we know we're still human, underneath the tough exterior 