And I don't mean the "omg baybee i luvv yhoo" love. I mean the love which people do not hear of occuring between two sixteen year olds. I don't even mean the love I felt for Oli. This feels stronger. He is my first thought in the morning and last thought at night. I've not had anyone I've thought about like that since Charles....and I don't really think that counts, because 1- I never was with Charles 2- he was a weird little stage. Quite a long stage actually, but that's largely irrelevant.
Jack is brilliant.
I wrote in my Spanish coursework what I want my ideal boyfriend to be like: Sería alto y delgada. Tiene el pelo marron y los ojos azules. Sería romantico y me haría reír. Haríamos excurciónes y pasaría nos tiempo juntos en restaurantes o nos relajaríamos juntos.
He'd have brown hair and blue eyes (which I think I only actually put cos I was with Oli, thus doesn't matter). He'd be romantic (we'll see) and make me laugh (for sure). We'd go on trips (Worthing? =P) and spend time going to restaurants (again, we'll see) or relax together (already).
See what I mean?
Now, Welcome To The Machine.
I'm going to school.
Stop distracting me.
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