I had to admit, you were everything I wanted.
I didn't know it then, but you did look at me the way I looked at you. I was hoping you did, in a matter of months I got to know her. We called and texted, we talked about our futures. We talked about pointless things that won't matter later in life, but for now they were special.
They were special because I got to spend them with her, I couldn't ask for anything more. Our favorite topic was the sky, whenever we talked about it we just felt like we were floating. We both loved the rain, and I wrote a poem about it. She cried, when I read it to you.
We talked about music, how we wished this could be forever. I told her how I felt about her, I was shaking. I could get it out right away, but I did anyway.
Guess what...she felt the same.
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I thought I was straight...I dont think so anymore.
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My Wonderwall
Non-FictionThe day we met. She was beautiful, her bright blue eyes and Her brown freckles. She was everything I ever wanted, but I was straight; until I met her.I knew she wouldn't even look my way, though it was only a matter of time before I fell in Love wit...
