this is kind of weird and awkward for me, but i have to tell you that i've been having the biggest crush on you for awhile now. i don't know how else to tell you, only this way. i don't go on here a lot, this isn't even my account, but if you ever want to talk i'm always on www.dateapply.com under the username "wishfulthinker" and please when you do see me next time, please don't act weird =/
He had stopped wanting her. The intense stares, the gentle caresses, the loving appreciation were no longer hers for the asking. In its place was left a coldness the likes of which she had never before experienced. The pain of his smile, that had easily illuminated her scarred soul, is unceasing. He was ever attentive to the humiliation she must invariably suffer.
Every time I look in the mirror, I want to see someone new. Someone better. Someone stronger, wiser, more confident… someone happier. Someone I want to be. Someone I like being, and who other people like being near. I want to change who I see in the mirror, because I’m not her yet. I want to be better. Change is a funny thing. People say that we’re not supposed to change who we are. I know what I want to be, but I don’t know who I am.
Tonight I saw someone who made me very proud. I saw someone whose eyes twinkled. I saw someone who’s getting stronger. Someone who’s getting better. Someone who is learning. Determination. I saw so much potential. I think I may even have seen a smirk on her face.