Welcome to my blog. There's alot of nostalgia here so bring along
your memory box as I take you for a ride.
These are the little things that make her world go round.
Vintage photographs. Long bus rides. Pretty bags. Falling in love. Hearing your favorite song on the radio. Watching people play piano/guitar. Scrolling in the rain. Lying in bed listening to the rain outside. Milkshakes. Bubble baths. Giggling. Long convo’s late at night. The beach. Running through sprinklers. Laughing at an inside joke. Laughing at yourself. Laughing so hard your stomach hurts. Laughing for absolutely no reason at all. Just plain laughing. Friends. Accidentally overhearing someone say something nice about you. Waking up and realizing you still have a few hours left to sleep. Making new friends or spending time with old ones. Playing with a new puppy. Sweet dreams. Hot chocolate. Holding hands with someone you care about. Watching the sunrise. Watching a sunset. Knowing that somebody misses you.

Yesterday.


He entered the class.
With a whole new look.
Not exactly new but,
He looked different.
His 'hot' looking fringe became a cute
mushroom head again.
And his specs were placed on his sparkly eyes.
He came into the class with that same silly smile.
Maybe even forgetting all the past we had.
At least I hope he didn't forget how Close we were.
It was a usual day again with me staring at him wishing that he would look back.
I stared and stared but only a few glances back from him.
I recalled all those close moments.
And regretted not cherishing them.
And I wanted to see if you ever felt the same way at least a tiny winy bit.
So I wanted to get close to you to see if you would have any bit of jealousy when I'm with them.
And I made a plan to get close to you at the same time.
But that plan needed me to communicate with you.
Which felt like I was doing something that was so effing hard but which used to be something so dam easy to do in the past.
Last time I would long to call you by your name and get a cute response from you.
But now it's so difficult to even say out your name . It's like no words would come out when I try to say your name.

Today.

Hoping that something new would happen again. Yes something did happen.
But it wasn't what I wanted.
I know you wanted to talk but you just avoided it didn't you?
But in the end you ended making up rumors.
We walked past each other but you give the look As though we have never met before.

The past between us.
Everyone is aware of that.
They know.
But why is it that you had to runaway from whats happening?
Couldn't you just let that incident go and be back to how you were?

I will be always waiting for that day. For you to be back as how you were.
And for us to be back to normal again
At least as FRIENDS.