we laughed and giggled and went through our day. i bought a yo-yo and broke it right away. it was a 30 dollar yo-yo maybe a fireball or something like that. we went to your friend joey's house and we were on the trampoline, holding hands looking up at the stars. i was pointing out constellations when i should have been kissing you. but im glad i waited.
we were in the back of melissa's dad's car driving to philly to see good charlotte and new found glory. you had chicken pox and everyone was worried they were going to get them. I had already had them and wasn't scared, we snuggled the whole time, i smelled your hair, i held your hand, i rubbed your shoulders, neck, and head. and we didn't kiss. i specifically remember looking into your eyes on the car ride home and got butterflies for the first time in my life. i don't think i ever told you that. i could have kissed you.
you asked me to spend the night at melissa's with you guys, i told you my mom was picking me up from my dads in the morning, which was true. i probably could have slept over. i cut myself that night, so stupid so lame. thats why i bought that stupid New Found Glory wrist band. but i think you already knew that.
while we were in CCD and cuddling on a trampoline i was dating Candice. The night of the concert i was w/ Sam. and i couldnt do it, all that cuddling, all that fantasizing, the want, the fear, the urge. i couldnt do it.
We went to Mainland together, you were walking down S hall towards C, you looked upset and i asked you what was wrong. you told me you wanted a boyfriend, and i didnt take the hint. i told you to keep your head up, so people could see your beautiful face and you looked at the ground and told me to go away. i really should have gotten it, but i didnt.
you started dating paul, asked me if i thought he was a virgin, when i said no that i didnt think he was you told me he said he had never been with anyone. and you belived him. you gave him your virginity when you were only 15, you told me you were worried he got you pregnant. i wanted to kill him. i couldnt believe you didnt use a condom let alone that you let him... in you.
i became his friend, did good things and bad, Xanax, Klonapin, Adderall, Vicodin, and Percocet. had him drive me to an ATM so i could steal money from my grandmother. i bought her home some pizza. paid for it with her money and acted like we didnt just take $1500 from her bank account. you knew what i did and you didnt tell me to stop. you watched me put her card in a machine and enter 4 digits. i never understood why you let me.
we were in the back of melissa's dad's car driving to philly to see good charlotte and new found glory. you had chicken pox and everyone was worried they were going to get them. I had already had them and wasn't scared, we snuggled the whole time, i smelled your hair, i held your hand, i rubbed your shoulders, neck, and head. and we didn't kiss. i specifically remember looking into your eyes on the car ride home and got butterflies for the first time in my life. i don't think i ever told you that. i could have kissed you.
you asked me to spend the night at melissa's with you guys, i told you my mom was picking me up from my dads in the morning, which was true. i probably could have slept over. i cut myself that night, so stupid so lame. thats why i bought that stupid New Found Glory wrist band. but i think you already knew that.
while we were in CCD and cuddling on a trampoline i was dating Candice. The night of the concert i was w/ Sam. and i couldnt do it, all that cuddling, all that fantasizing, the want, the fear, the urge. i couldnt do it.
We went to Mainland together, you were walking down S hall towards C, you looked upset and i asked you what was wrong. you told me you wanted a boyfriend, and i didnt take the hint. i told you to keep your head up, so people could see your beautiful face and you looked at the ground and told me to go away. i really should have gotten it, but i didnt.
you started dating paul, asked me if i thought he was a virgin, when i said no that i didnt think he was you told me he said he had never been with anyone. and you belived him. you gave him your virginity when you were only 15, you told me you were worried he got you pregnant. i wanted to kill him. i couldnt believe you didnt use a condom let alone that you let him... in you.
i became his friend, did good things and bad, Xanax, Klonapin, Adderall, Vicodin, and Percocet. had him drive me to an ATM so i could steal money from my grandmother. i bought her home some pizza. paid for it with her money and acted like we didnt just take $1500 from her bank account. you knew what i did and you didnt tell me to stop. you watched me put her card in a machine and enter 4 digits. i never understood why you let me.
