such a very sad tale
28 May 2004

t started with a laugh. It was at my house, we
were having a party. He was looking at me as I
was staring at the wall, and everytime I looked
away, I saw the glare of his eyes. It was telling
me to look his way, but I didn't bother. Our
friends made jokes about us, we just laughed
about it. BUt then he started saying these crazy
things, I didn't just laugh, I
giggled,hooted,almost cried and fell down.After
the loud chatters and laughs, there was silence.
A friend started to cry for some reason, other
continued on with their drinks, and I stayed
there,in my seat, across him,still staring at the
wall.I heard his voice, and so i made a quick
glance. His eyes was focused on someone
else,someone special. They look good together,
but I can't stop myself from hoping and wishing
that I was THAT SOMEONE ELSE. But that's pretty
impossible to happen, we're friends,nothing more
and nothing less. Well,I don't regret anything in
our friendship, hmmm... I guess there's one
thing... when he was busy staring at me, I WISH I
DIDN'T LOOK AWAY.....


Liz
i changed the original layout picture,so, this one'sby me...shhhhh.

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