Don't think I've met that one person yet. It's just not time?
Or are my expectations just too high? I want 'perfect' too badly when perfect doesn't exist.
Any boy can cuddle me on a rainy day, watch old movies and make out. But I want someone who fits me like two puzzle pieces. Someone who truly appreciates me for my tomboy side and sweet girly side.
That will be me, should I be scared? Yes. But am I? No. Because I'm so numb to it all. My walls are 30 thousand feet up. When the one comes around and tears it down, his ability to do that to me will make me fall dangerously in love with him. No doubt. I have no idea if that's a good thing or not.
I hope this is true... I hope my wrong choices bring me to the right place. Wherever that is.
I'm losing interest in him, maybe because we're in such a weird state. Maybe if I let him love me more it would change. This would either make it right, or make it even wronger. But either way, I don't want to fall for anyone yet, not now. Right now it's weird, we're basically 'together' because we both professed our feelings for each other. It would be 'wrong' to look at anyone else. But I don't feel the way I did. I don't. Would it be wrong to let him know I changed my mind???