If he only knew.

Dear Diary,                                                                                          June 14th, 2009

     I'm probably just another one, another one of those girls who fall so easily in love. But this is really not whats happening, I really think I am... falling to the ground just to have my heart shatter like the many times before.

   Hes arms met mine and seriously I felt something between us, I mean not my purse but like we had this bond that I've somehow never felt before. Maybe it was the way he smiled as he stood outside of the restroom holding onto my bag. I somehow knew in my heart that he was perfect, unlike my boyfriend who would talk about me behind my back.

    Throughout the night everything he did just amazed me, the way he would talk to my friends. I was kidding at first when I stated that I thought I found the one, but no this time I know. (To bad mom and dad think I am hanging out with someone different, truth be told I'll be dead when they find out about this.)

     I could of just broke down into tears, the movie I had planned to go see was out of tickets, even worse than that the girl who had wanted to me come, had ditched me. He wrapped his arms around me, saying "lets look for something else." My eyes had to be big when I looked up to see the little kids movie, "Up!" was still playing. My boyfriend  wanted me to watch that movie with him, but no can do right now.

   The movie really made me happy, but something broke my heart into millions of pieces. "Your beautiful, whoever he is should be proud." I can't say that I didnt start to tear up, but I did. So I have to leave the movie just to get a breather. I didnt know, if i should go back in and watch the movie, or just stay outside.

  Heading back up the stairs I kept my eyes on my friend, hoping that I could find the answer. It wasn't there, even worse I trip and fall down the stairs. All eyes were on me, not even the screen anymore. "Hold my hand, please." Nodding my head no, I glared over to my friend, then back to the movie.

  "Please." I could no longer deny him, I know its wrong but if my boyfriend acted like this I would be the luckyest girl in the world. My friend sat next to me, and I didnt want her to think I was cheating, or so they say. Could they count that as cheating? To make a long story short, the cup holder was used to hide my not so much as shame.

    I probably have never died after a movie until today, I knew it was probably the last time for a long time that it would be as perfect as it was. Reaching my hands around his body I knew I had to do something, "We'll hang out again sometime, but you better go hide before my parents come." He lightly held me for a minute then pulled out a cig, and was on his way to walking home.

   Mom and dad said, the movie must have been a good one. They will never know, that was the best movie ever. Now like all of my journal entries I need a lyric that describes today or maybe two. "Is it to soon to say perfect," just one today I guess. Now I can only wish hes counting the same stars as me.

                                                                                                      Peace, Love, And Pacman

                                                                                                     The one [theonly] Shellz