I had a dream... I knew this would happen I remember sitting on your lap Feeding you cheese cubes And laughing about everything It was supposed to be sophisticated But it was playful flirting Last week in the fire drill When everybody thought it was spring But the wind blew in winter You walked around with your hands In my backpack You call me blondie and for this reason I do not dye my hair red anymore You told me not to go after that other boy And I realize now it should have been you That I should have gone after
Reason for writing:
Ugh....I hate when people are right...especially guys and even more so when I have feelings for him...
Birth sign: Libra
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