Dear diary..

Dear diary,

It's summer time. My favourite time of year. The sun shines, the clouds disappear, your hair gets lighter, your skin gets darker, and I always look my best. But so does he.

Sometimes I wonder what would of happened if I hadn't moved here. My life would be completely different to the way it is now. And I most defiantly wouldn't want that. I love how it is now. It's perfect.

I really like him.. And I'm almost certain he likes me to. So why do we pretend we are just friends. I know (and i think he knows to) that there is much more going on. There is a definite spark between us, even other people can see it to.

Sometimes we almost make a move. Those are the best moments. When he leans in a little closer or backs you up against the wall. When he puts his hand on your waist and gets close to your lips. The way your heart races with excitement and the butterfly's come to life in your stomach. Then you slowly begin to put your own arm over his shoulder and your about to have a perfect kiss then... Someone comes along and interrupts you because here, there is no where to go so that you are alone.

If you want to have perfect moments without people judging, you have to be in a relationship.. But that hasn't happened yet. We flirt and giggle together but that's all it is.

It will happen one day. Fate brought us together and it won't give up now. .