You will sit in the past, the old days, waiting for the one beautiful boy that never seems to come. You will sit there forever. He is never coming. You might as well move a long, but you can’t because you still have the faith. You have the faith to stay, but others disagree and that does not matter to you even though it might bother the others. That one beautiful boy is too stuck up in his old ways to realize your existence of your beautiful appearance that is on the inside and out.
November 15, 2010