I looked at you in the eye, at my sisters sixth birthday, you looked at me back with a confused face, your eyes grew old, sad and frustrated. You wanted to remember but your brain wouldn’t let you. I wish I could've gotten to know you, hug you, and tell you I loved you before you forgot.
We had a lot of laughs and talked a lot. It was awesome since my big sister, Catherine, who lives in New Orleans since she’s in her third year of dental school, came down with us for a little, and so I got to talk to her again and do stuff with her.
The girl I love is Named Julia Pollock. I always get shy around her for no reason, it's probably due to me being incredibly shy. Even though I get shy around Julia I try my best to help her when she needs it. i.e. On a marching band field trip Julia couldn't find her uniform bag so I helped her search for it, even if it meant that i had to stay longer. After 30 minutes i finally found and handed it to Julia, who in turn Hugged me and thanked me for staying with her to search for it. It brought a smile to my face to see her be happy. This can show even though I can get very shy around her I still love her and will do anything to help her regardless how long it
It had been a very long day, but now I sit at rest. Today was the first day Slade took me out to ride. I was relaxing in the garage before he came up the sidewalk and rolled me up into the trailer and then we left. It was awhile before we arrived but I was with the other two so I was fine.
First, we checked out my Uncle’s new house. It was a big, white house with a big backyard. They had a very cute dog who loved me! I made a new friend that day. Then, we all went to my Aunt’s house with my grandparents, cousins, aunts, uncles, and some of my mom’s friends from high school and college. The second I walked into their backyard, the smell of hotdogs and sausage hit me like a bullet. Everyone greeted me with hugs and smiles. There was a pool and a cute little dog named Zeus who was sleeping on the deck and snoring. I swam for a little and then I talked to all of my relatives that were there. The food was absolutely amazing! I had a bunch of hot dogs and sausages with salad and pasta salad. For dessert there was yummy chocolate cheesecake with strawberries that my aunt made, which was even more delicious than the main
You’re amazing. You seem to always see the bigger picture. You have excellent taste in music and understand everything the artist is saying. I like you from the little blond spot that you try to hide, even your messed-up hip. I like how you don’t care that I act like a little kid and say “promise?” You make me happy or smile when I don’t want to. I like your weird accent and your green eyes. I like how you call me beautiful and not hot. I like that you try to teach me french. I like how every time I say “fuck you,” you say something funny that constantly makes me smile. I like that you get sad when you miss me. And that you get jealous of my bear ,he still doesn’t have a name. I like that I can tell you anything and you will always make me
I one time jumped off a building just to show how much I deeply loved a girl. I have to admit when I was nine, I was such a sucker for love. I have forever known that I am drawn to the opposite gender. I love being around them, but then again, I always have been too nervous to show my feelings toward them.
There is a better understanding of different aspects when someone uses the phrase ‘I love you.’ With this knowledge one my “become a part of a greater whole and being oneself are equally important. A relationship exists as a meeting of two people in which there is a need for unity and for individuality” (Migerode, Hooghe, (2012), p. 376). Migerode, Hooghe (2012) state that ‘love is multifaceted and probably ultimately not definable. In reducing it to the description of [attachment, reflection, and conflict] we are doing love a disservice’ (p. 384-385). There goes to show that in all actuality we may have a better understanding of what love is but there is always different ways to express and consider love. Each is to their
I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once. I don’t really know when it exactly happened, but somewhere in between our intense eye contact and wiping my tears away as my walls came down that I spent years crafting, I crashed into you fully and never looked back.
Do you remember the day we met? I do. You looked at me, and it was like I had never been looked at by anyone before. It was as if I had gone my entire life unseen, invisible. I loved the way you looked at me. I don 't know what you thought, or what type of girl you saw, but I liked what your eyes did when they met mine.
She's become more beautiful over the years, inside and out, a reason I've fancied her since eighth grade. I try everyday to forget these feelings since she deserves so much better than me, but it's very difficult to forget someone that figuratively saved you. Although, I do like to think I'm slowly progressing.
I felt like it wasn’t even happening because I never thought it would. I had been an only child all my life. What will it be like to have a baby in the house?? I was soon to find out. Addie ( my sister) was born and everything was amazing. My dad found a new job as a special needs teacher at a school called Highland Park. I had no idea what that was because it was a very small school and I went to a very big school. Prairie View. So, once again, my parents sat me down and said,”How would you like to go to school where dad works?”
From the first moment when I heard your voice after so long apart I felt the same connection to your soul that I felt so long ago. I can still remember exactly how you looked the day we first met back then. Your beautiful eyes captured my heart and your smile erased all doubts that I had ever experienced. When you opened your arms I stepped into your loving, kind embrace and knew that I was home right where I had always belonged.
Still sitting on my bathroom floor with a small smile and tears stained to my face. That smile didn 't last for long. I soon felt the tears begin to fall again as I thought back to the summer before ninth grade. That summer Edwin and I got very close, we talked everyday, all day. It was not an hour that went by that we weren 't talking. When the summer ended and ninth grade began we all drifted apart from seeing that they were still in eighth grade and I didn 't have the transportation to see them. By the time they started
The party for me however was sooo freakin awesome, but also very scary. My best friend told me that my crush’s best friend said my crush likes me. I was nervous, of course, scared, and very excited all at once, I thought I was gone to blow. I’m nervous because, like “omg” how am I supposed to him the same at school. Scared because, like dude that my friend’s ex boyfriend. Excited because, like the dude my freak’in crush likes me, but you know what I mean…..