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I'm Alysha Veronica Prescovia, eighteen,25September.1992/Libra ,
proudly to declare that Im single
Nadhira
fatin
fiona
I'm sick for the past few days and did not attend school.I even didnt take my two papers (omg!)
Anyway olife have been good and nice. Im always carefree at the momment
But I wonder why I'm really typing this because the only people that can ever fully grasp our friendship and what not are myself and him. But my main reason for writing this is that I don't understand why (1)...I can't seem to get over him. I always think I can get over him then BAM its back to square one. And (2) Why can't he and I be together? I mean you would figure after umm lets see about 6 years I'd realize it aint happenin. He's all I want in so many ways. I feel like way back in 7th grade he saw through and past my dorkiness to the real me who lay behind all that dust to become one of my best friends when I needed it most. I found this poem thing when I was looking for a different poem on the net tonight and really thought I should copy it down. I have no idea who the author is...not even the title...but let me share it with you:
"Give me a chance.
So you can see,
What a perfect couple...
We could be.
Give me a chance.
For us to be together.
I'll never let you go...
I will be with you forever.
Give me a chance.
Please be mine.
And I'll be yours...
Until the end of time.
Give me a chance.
This is true.
Why can't you love me...
Like I love you?"
That is so in sync with my feelings and what not. And for those who don't know me enough personally, I make plans about everything LoL. And this gave me an idea. A kind of now or never deal thing. (As long as he's single.) BUT I can't tell you guys because it'll ruin it LoL. You'll just have to wait to see the results even though I think I know what they'll be anyway.
My love for him is so deep that somedays I can't help but love him and other days I can't help but hate him and cry...then feel bad for hating him and so on. Its a rollercoaster or emotion just when I see him. I just don't want to hurt like I do anymore I guess. Amazing how I can't seem to tell him any of this. When I was in Virginia the thing that kept me umm I dunno less homesick I guess was thinking of him and that when I get back he'll be here and I'll be able to see him. Preeeeetty pathetic. I would sit and listen to "our song" which really isn't our song and he doesn't know I call it that, but there's reason behind it. The reason is...back in 8th grade we would be on the computer and get bored so we'd "sing" songs. And this song is the one we sang the most...Back At One...by Brian McKnight. Yeeeeah...even MORE pathetic.
I'm tired and these thoughts are much more scatterbrained than they should be so I think I'll just take my sappy ass to bed LoL. How's that sound? Hannah should be in bed too anyway. So goodnight to anyone who actually reads my mindless blabber and thanks for keeping up with me LoL. ToodleZ and sweet dreams!!! ((How come whenever I go to write these things the things I REALLY wanna write about never seem to get from my mind to the screen?!))