And just for thought...
I still catch myself looking at you.
This whole affair was in my head, wasn't it?
I left your mind as soon as I left your bed, I know.
Angry music seems to help but it can't take away your hurt you unknowingly gave me.
You don't know and what does it matter anyway?
All you are is a silly boy, just another toad, never were you my prince.
Maybe when you grow up and act your age, you will know how to treat a girl with respect
but then again I never demanded it from you.
Maybe you'll look back and remember me as more then just passing the time.
I'll still give you a smile, the damn blush that comes to my cheeks will still happen.
Those things seem to be out of my control, I guess.
We will never sit down though and talk directly to each other.
You bring out the adolescent in me but it stops here.
I realize I'm far too old to be so wrapped up in you.
At the end of the day, I'm just a girl who has been in love with writing her entire life. I am full of quirks, anxieties, fears, joys, laughter. And all I have wanted to do was give the world a smile.