pretty much all my life i thought people could read my mind. but now
i know somebody that actually can.
i'm surprisingly scared, in a way...
i've been sitting here for hours.
bored. waiting for him.
wondering if he'll get online.
and i sit her waiting.
and waiting.
and waiting.
thinking about it is inevitable.
becuase i can't just push it out of my haid.
it's impossible.
so i sit here.
and wait.
and wonder if he thinks of me as just another person like most would.
~h♥pe~