“I think I fell in love with her, a little bit. isn’t that dumb? but it was like i knew her. like she was my oldest and dearest friend. the kind of person you can tell anything to, no matter how bad, and they’ll still love you, because they know you. i wanted to go with her. i wanted her to notice me.
And then she stopped walking. under the moon she stopped. and she looked at us. she looked at me. maybe she was trying to tell me something; i dont know. she probably didnt even know i was there. but i’ll always love her. all my life.
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— The Golden Boy
April 07, 2009, 12:48am
