Mystery
Posted Mar 2, 2011 by anonymous | 115 views | 0 comments
All right, there is this beautiful girl, beautiful. Her laugh, her skin, her hair, her words, her everything is great. At first I didn't really care for her, but now I'm always thinking of her. Like what it would be like to have her laying next to me. The thing is, I don't know if she likes me or not, somedays she is all over me, and other days she avoids me. I think she is confused about me. She is a mystery. But I've said things to her 'hints' that I like her, I just don't know and I can't just 'let it go' it isn't that easy.
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