the girl of my dreams haunts me with her once in a while presence. to see her smile leaves my heart sitting still. the thought of talking to her makes me trimble. even in my dreams i am unable to get her attention. the memory of seeing her in the halls every monday, wednesday, and fridays runs through my mind every day. the smile that could make the word war dissapear in our vocabulary. and to see her one more time in the halls brings music to my ears, and to see her smiling at me made me loose my mind. just think if i could talk to her maybe i wouldnt be depressed and could get my mind on the right path. ahhhh i might try to talk to her or alteast say hi. maybe just maybe ill see her again. and maybe i could get enough courage to talk to her.
im slowly going insane
