A Greek Favourite

You should've seen him. Your average hottie; Worn out sneakers, jeans, faded tee that clings to his body, hinting a little to what lies underneath. The rugged brown hair, those milk chocolate eyes. That nice guy smile; so warm, so welcoming. & surrounding that smile, his lips, perfectly kissable, not too thin…biteable even..

No One's Home. Go Away.

Sometimes, when everything in life is going great, and you're finally moving on, he makes contact. He says something, so small. He says something stupid like "...i miss u." and all of a sudden, you feel like you're standing in front of a moving train. Lights blinding you, outlining the menacing huge metal frame, heading towards you...threatening to crush the likes of you. And truth be told, you don't know what to do. You want to scream and curse at him and tell him he have no right to try and have a conversation with you. The friendship has been long lost and it hurt you to hurt him. And it hurt to forget him, his inconsistency, his lack of response. His apathy. But you did it. You left or were left and you survived. You're long gone. You finally found where you belong. You're finally loved and appreciated and its the most amazing feeling ever. You finally don't want to go back. How dare he miss you?!...Fucking asshole.

Codename: Vegas

This sux...big time.

I promised myself I wouldn't do this.

But here I am. Dammit.

Checking my phone every ten minutes.

Obsessing over whether I said something wrong...

Even reading our old text messages thinking I'm going to find the answer to your distance..

It's my at my worst. What an effin Gigi!..Dammit.

It's decided. I have to stop this.

Thanx for being my reminder of why I changed.

Because of the lovelies like you.

Sweet and charming. And dorkishly adorable.

And temporarily interested. Of course.

Saying words you mean at the moment.

Promises with expiration dates.

Is that not so? Defend yourself.

I'm on my way out.

Ready to turn the page and move on.

Are you ready for my exit?

Chase me once, you'll never have to chase me again.

But prove it. I'm sick of the games or "hints"

I don't want to read your words on the screen of my phone anymore.

I wanna hear your voice as you say them.

I need to know what's going on.

I don't do well with confusion.

Patience is a virtue..but its not mine.

If you give me a reason, I will understand.

That's my virtue.

Love me or leave me..

Either way, let me know.

These are my Confessions...

I confess... sometimes I'm really scared to talk to you because I think I will bore you..okaii, most of the time.

I confess... I think I might be starting to like you.. but I don't want to..not yet.

I confess... I wanna ask you out..I really want a second date.

I confess... I do miss you sometimes but then I take it back because you are probably not missing me.

I confess... I have a lot of girly insecurities BUT...

Confessions take Truth..I'm Honest.

Honesty takes Bravery.. I'm Brave...when I try.

Bravery takes Heart.. Mine's made of gold.

And so to conclude my confessions, I'm shy because you make me nervous. And you make me nervous because I think I might like you..umm...so yeaa!....yeaa....

First Date

I showed up late today...super nervous. We went for our skates, the line was super longg...i had to change skates twice after waiting for my size to become available..that took long too. Then..we got on the ice and you took my hand. I forgot how nice it feels..holding hands. So thanks for that. Yu held my waist too...that felt really nice..Too bad you had to leave so soon..I wish you woulda stayed, maybe I woulda made a better impression with more time...I hope you had a good time..maybe remember today for a while?... I think I want you to hold your hand again. But I don't think you do...do you? You've spiked my curiosity...Maybe we can go out again some other time?..idk...its just a thought...

Wishing upon a Romeo..

One day..I will be the princess.
One day..He will find me..
One day..I'll have my very own happily ever after..
..and it will be amazing.

Simplicity I Am

I am a simple girl. Most days I dress in converse, jeans, and a sweater..
But somee days...I'll trade the converse for heels and my T-shirt for a blouse.
Some days..I'll spend a little extra time in the morning, Hoping you notice. Hoping I take your breath away. <3