Him<3
We mey at camp. I was surprised he liked me, all I was, was myself. He was funny and strong. Very nice and sensitive. The problem wasnt him it was me I wouldnt let him kiss me. Im too prude. I wish I wasnt. Now that I think about it hes too good for me. Im tired of liking guys I cant have. It hurts everyday. No matter what he is always on my mind. He was great he made me laugh. And not my oh so funny laugh like a genuine laugh. Thats hard too get out of me. At time I think I love him. But how do you love a guy you only knew for a day? I honestly think through everything I have gone through love is not real. Love is just caring. I care about a lot of people. My bestfriends, guys and girls, friends,enemys, haters. Everyone. Love is not real it is caring. Life is what keeps me going. not love.