my thought on this: i told him before, during, and after the kiss that i thought he was a stupid boy. you're stupid, i said, and he kissed me again. he asked me what i wanted and i sighed. he held me then. i closed my eyes and noticed that he smelled like the woods. comforting. i wondered the first time i met him what it would be like to hold his hand. i left that night, not because i didn't want to stay but because i had to go. just like i left the night we met in the park. and what would have happened if i had stayed? maybe something beautiful.
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i fall for stupid boys.
Written February 25th, 2006
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