Someone Who Will Listen
I don't know when it happened…these things are supposed to be important enough to remember, aren't they?
I mean, I didn't just wake up one morning and realize it. But…I don't know. Maybe I'm just thinking too much.
This is so unfair. I know how he acts around Sugar Queen. She's…I don't know how good she looks, but I always hear people say that she is. I don't even know what I look like.
Alright, say I'm ugly. Or, anything. Ugly or beautiful…how am I supposed to compete with…with…sigh. Katara is…she's perfect and I'm…
Okay, look. I want Aang to feel the same way I do about him. I want to…do…hell, I don't even know what couples do. But I wanna find out…with him.
But then there's the whole Avatar stuff and me being, like…an upper class…wow, my parents probably already have an arranged marriage for me. I hadn't thought about that. Anyway, what I'm saying is…if we…get together, how much of that is going to be normal.
I don't know what to do. I don't even know if what I feel is even love. It might just be…I don't know, heartburn or something…for the past three months I've had heartburn. Right. Even I didn't believe that.
I'm going to tell him…eventually. I hope. Maybe. I gotta…I gotta work out my own things but…I will tell him. Someday.
"Kuuurrreecckkk?" Momo's tilted his head.
Thanks Momo. You really know how to listen.