Meeting Robb has made me think of Andrew a lot. He looks just like him. Same interests, music taste.
I appreciate checkered vans, and spiritual thoughts.
I appreciate big blue eyes and scruff and dress pants that hit the hips just right.
Am I allowed to say these things? Am i allowed to be so candid and open? To say that I totally fell for a missionary? hush hush. Don't be that girl. I don't won't regret it at all because I learned about me. The music I like, the clothes I like, Guns, Blink 182, Thrice, Band T's. Its who I am and I believe it was necessary.
Do you remember me back then? Confident. Care free. Punk.
How could that be bad? I need to get back to that. Even now I am afraid of offending EVERYONE. Afraid of being myself, afraid of being wrong and right. Afraid of being happy and sad.
LETS MAKE THIS LAST FOREVER.
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