We've waited so patiently to speak and express ourselves, now it seems that even expression is lost in the distance. For so long I have fought the urge to love you and care for you and hold you, that now that you've found someone new, I've become strapped to my own insecurities. Riddled with disappointment and discouraged by your smiles, I know will soon fade, for her; because your happiness means more to me than my own.
That's all they ever are: Searing infatuations that he soon overcomes when reality brings incompatibility to light.
This is the story of my sweet boy; the object of my hatred, my love, my infatuation, my anger and even my smiles
***HIM AND I***
i know this is short and it doesn't give too much away but i hope whoever reads this will have a fantastic time. this is technically my first story in 5/6 years, and even then I only posted a few chapters because it didn't feel like i was being honest, like i was trying too hard for something that shouldn't have been. like a little girl trying to recall something she did not herself experience. I have however kept writing poetry and so i will unload all/some of that here.
AND FINALLY
I hope to post at least once a week but i work 2 jobs and life gets hectic sometimes but i'll try my best to keep to a schedule. if you like the prologue/summery/idea bouncing around in my head please let me know, if you hate it, please let me know. and if my grammar sucks and you hate my spelling, feel free to be my beta, because i have none and have no clue how to get one lol.
Candice.
