by kavv » Tue Mar 19, 2013 11:37 am
I'm so broken..
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So of course, there is this guy. And let me remind you, he is no average guy; he is not someone I fell in " love " with at school, you know, the jock, that is " popular " ( or whatever that is suppose to mean ) and has blonde hair and all that carp. No. He is someone utterly.. different. And beautiful in that. He is homeschooled; so none of that peer pressure crap. So he is who he is. But he isn't ' sheltered ' -- he gets out alot with activities, and knows his stuff.
anyways, he is so polite, and such a gentleman, but funny, and just perfect. He is christian too, which is rather important to me, 'cuz well, I am too... ( his father is the pasture. ) I just met him, like, say a month or two ago with my friend ( lets call her Delilah. )
So you see. Delilah is not the one who gets the guy. She is in fact, never the one to get the guy. She's never had a guy ( but she is cool with that. She rides solo. ) She is weird to ( but I love that about her ) as in making weird sounds at random times while spacing off, and wearing weird clothes with stains on them somewhere or other. She is also my bestfriend.
I should also add that this guy wears really sharp clothing; as in all the name brands ( aeropostle and that sort of stuff ) with nice shoes and a wickedd beanie. )
But anyways, we first meet and I have an instant crush on him. I mean, what can I say? He is like. The perfect gentleman. As in prince charming. Like nothing I've ever seen. I can almost look at him like a role model. And he is so funny ( him, me, and delilah played stupid yet hilarious prank on this guy, and he always finds a way to make me giggle.) So, again, we first meet, and like, I have him down. I mean, everything I said he stifled a laugh ( in a good way;; like all my jokes and whatnot. ) And I always caught him staring at me across the room.
But time goes by, and I notice, he's constantly staring at Delilah. I brush this off, thinking Delilah won't really go anywhere with this anyways, but it still bugged me. And now, this past time I see him, it's like, their inseperable. He gives up his seat with the guys to sit next to her, he is always joking around with her, they have this whole stupid inside joke that i'm not part of even though I was part of it when it first happened, and the worst part, that soul shattering part of my whole stupid drama, is that when he left the church that last morning, he came in and waved to her goodbye. He went out of his way for her.
I went home sunday and cried.
And I'm still crying.
Hug anyone? I'm dying inside.
“Perhaps someday the revelation will burst in upon me and I will see
the other side of this monumental grotesque joke. And then I’ll laugh.
And then I’ll know what life is.” - Sylvia Plath.