Saturday, October 16, 2010


You contacted me out of nowhere and asked me if we could go clothes shopping because you liked what I bought last year and now you need some help.

We both want very similar things. You thought I was perfect. You wanted to spend every second with me. I won't lie and say it isn't appealing. I started to panic because, for a moment, I considered dropping everything and running back to you.

But then I realized I would rather spend the rest of my life, financially unstable and living in my parent's house, if it meant that I could have the boy who finishes Katy Perry lyrics for me and still manages to make my heart skip a beat whenever he kisses me.

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