Call the doctor! Call the doctor! Must be something wrong with me!
Anyway, enough of that song.
So there's this boy. He wasn't the one that got away or an ex or anything like that.
But he was someone that has been on my mind recently. Or should I say apparently?
Anyway, this boy was a boy I liked since my sophomore year in high school. He was one of the first people to talk to me. He was the first to hang out with me too. It was pretty sweet because I had no friends at the time, being new to high school and all.
I didn't tell him because I thought he was too good for me, and he was. So years passed and I decided to tell him my senior year, figuring why not.
He rejected me, and told me he knew the whole time. I can honestly say I wasn't sad. I was kind of happy. I don't really know why. I just was. I suppose it's because I wanted nothing but the best for him or something.
Anyway, I thought I got over him, but I've been thinking about him the past few nights, and it's most likely nothing. However, I would like him out of my head, no matter how perfect he is.