I was crossing the street to go to youth group.
In case you were wondering, I go there to help me with my depression and to basically be more social and get closer to God.
I was crossing the street and you were right there and I was hyperventilating and I couldn't breathe correctly and I was just at a loss of words.
I lay my eyes on you and my heart started beating really rapidly, I found myself shaking, and my stomach was hurting and I don't know what all that is supposed to mean.
When I see you, I feel like I'm in line for the biggest roller coaster in the amusement park.
I'm both excited and scared.
Nothing makes sense when it comes to you and I.
I found a girl who likes you.
And out of fear I gave her tips to get you to like her.
I don't know why the hell I did that.
And I am talking to her right now about you.
I hate myself for that.
My friend fell on the floor while playing soccer and hit himself very badly on the head.
He has a tumor (his family and him knew that already including me).
He hit his head pretty badly and he couldn't breathe or talk very well.
I was in the verge of crying.
My mom took him to the hospital.
I was just so damn scared.
His mom looked so worried.
I was just scared.
I was scared as hell.
I don't want to lose another loved one.
I don't want him to leave me like Christian left me because I can't bear with the pain of someone walking out on me.
I hate it.
Life just sucks sometimes and I have to learn to live with that.
