The Inside of My HEAD
My obsession with "Steve"
Like I stated in my first entry, I've been in love with the
same loser guy since like 8th grade. And now that I am
about to graduate from high school i think it is time that
i move on. I mean "Steve" is just such a jerk that the fact
that i like even waste my time to write about him makes me
so pathetic. But you know those guys who just look at you
and make you feel like you're the only girl alive. Steve
was the type of guy that would notice the little things
about me- like how i never finished my pizza at lunch.
And "Steve" would always wait for me in the morning just to
talk about stupid things. "Steve" was the type of guy that
knew what I was about before I had even said two words to
him. Steve saved me from a life of not knowing who I was.
And I miss him. I miss him so much that it hurts to know
that i won't get anything out of all these years of
obsessing. It is my own fault that I can't tell him what he
means to me. Why can't he see that he is so talented and
special? Why won't he realize that there are people who
care about him so much that it hurts to even think about
it? And why did he have to go to drop out his senior year?
And why won't he listen to me? Doesn't he see that I care?
I care more than he will ever know. I just hope that he
remembers me... because it is time for me to move on.