Ok, so before I get started with this blog, I just want to set the record straight and tell you all right now that this blog is intended for all the poems, thoughts and whatever else I may come up with about this particular guy... we shall call him my muse. Speaking of muse, who else is in love with the band?
Anyway, yes, this blog will be about him and no one else! Muahahahaha... if he only knew. Shall I bore you all with a short intro of my peculiar love story? I promise to make it extra short...
or at least try to. Here goes:
I love him. He doesn't know. I don't intend on letting him know unless he makes the first move, which I doubt he would because I've been waiting for a few years now for it to happen. I don't talk to him much, but when I do I go all mushy inside and start singing Taylor Swift songs (I'm not dissing her by the way, I'm actually a huge fan). We've known each other for years, but we don't really know each other (if you know what I mean. Hopefully, you do). I used to have a huge crush on his best friend, which led me to do something extremely stupid, but that was eons ago... plus, this thing I have for this guy is wayy more than just a crush (I mean, I used two y's to emphasize my point). I have, or should I say had, reason to believe that fate tried to bring us together in the past, but that never happened because... well, like I said earlier, I'm waiting on him to make that first move. I mean, that's all he has to do. I can totally take over the rest. Oh, and did I mention that we are two very different people? He is... well, let's just say that my sisters think that I'm too good for him. I mean, we're so not alike, no one thinks we could even like each other. It took me all the freaking courage in the world to tell my sisters that I liked him, and they laughed in my face because they thought I was joking. When I told them I wasn't, they said they wished I was. How funny is that, right?
So yes, that's basically it. I've tried to get advise from other guys and some of them are certain he has a thing for me too, but just isn't sure how to approach me about it. I'm like, pshh, I'm a very approachable person. He just might be catching me at the wrong time all the time, like when the sun is in my eyes, or when I see someone I hate, or when I'm just frowning for no reason. Other than that, I don't see why he wouldn't approach me. What do you think?
Wait! Oh my goodness, what am I doing boring you with my problems? I was just supposed to introduce the darn blog and I got a little carried away with the story telling. Maybe I'll continue it some other day, but for now, I have to tell y'all what to expect so you know what you're getting yourself into...
Basically, it will be mushy stuff, so if you don't like it, don't say I didn't warn you. But, if you do like mushy stuff, yay! Welcome to the club girlfriend... or boyfriend. Whichever you are (hey, I do not judge. Much.) So yes, it won't really be like how I'm writing right now, but I can totally write like this again if you want. It would be more like diary entries, letters addressed to him, poems, etc. So, yes, I do hope that you enjoy the ride. And don't forget to leave a comment or share it :)
Stay awesome.
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