Finally! It was the day that I got to see him (sorry I refuse to revile his name and this of you who know please hush). I had been waiting for almost a year for this day. It all started hen he walked thriugh the back door. My heart started racing. He was cuter than I remembered, and he was more mature. As soon as my cousin got there the war began. We chased eachother around. We even got in a sport war (it's when you throw footballs, kickballs, and etc. at eachother). As the day lead on hecarried me downstairs to hide me from my cousin. We even ate grapes on the side of the house where it was private. We talked, and got to know eachother more. It turns out he still didn't have a girlfriend from the last time I saw him. I saw hime so much in 2011. We first met in 2010 (not saying where just incase he reads this.). He calls me ging, since I have strawberry blonde hair but no freckles. He has always been sweet to me. I only wish I could see him more often. At least I can text him
I get so excited every chance I get to see him. The only problem is when we are torn apart. I remember when he had to leave that day. I am so happy to be with him that I forget to enjoy the time I have with him. To not take that time for granted. If only I could see him sooner than a year from that day. Oh well, guess I'll have to wait. Until then I will be busy. My great fantastic awesome friends do a great job of keeping my mind positive (Love you guys)! All of them have wattpad accounts ( this_is_me, dino98, and my friend chuckles whom I forgot her wattpad account name.)
Anyways never give up on something. Look at the positives.
