Okay so. This is written differently from how I'd normally write. There are a lot of almost run-on sentences, and I tried switching it up, but it just didn't work for me as well as this did, and I liked it better like this. SO please forgive me if it's a bit annoying to read? Also names aren't really mentioned... and it's supposed to be incomplete-ish. I've got a bunch of ideas like this written out, but this is really the only one that's done. Reviews are appreciated~ I don't own South Park etc etc. \o/
I don't get it - don't get what she sees, what she wants (maybe she doesn't want anything) - because I can't give her anything. I can't give her anything and she still comes around - still hangs around - and it's not always just sex , sometimes I think it's love, because I realized a while ago that I'm in love with her - I've been in love with her forever, and I was so, so sure we'd never have that - that it would never work. But she's happier now (I made her happy?) and it's the happiest I've seen her in a while (ever) and she's got one of those real smiles on her face - not the fake ones she gives everyone else (the ones she uses to hide everything) - the one she gave me when I told her I'd take care of her (because none of the other guys she'd been with ever had). And when I see her like that, somehow I think "It's going to work", because even if I can't give her much, I can give her love, I can make her happy - and sometimes I think that's all she's been looking for.