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teenage (love) melodrama
Why do I avoid his eyes, when I think they are the most beautiful part of him? He passed me in the hall today and I wanted to look at him and say hi, but my eyes were glued to the ground and I only caught a glimpse of him. I have a feeling he was going to say something to me, a greeting of some sort at least, but my body language was obviously not too friendly, so maybe he gave up. Why do I do things like this? I get that fuzzy, tingly feeling deep inside of me, and it makes me feel so happy but quite a bit melancholic at the same time because I also have that feeling that nothing will ever happen to us, and that we may not even speak for quite the number of months until next year when mock trial season arrives again, and I don't want that to happen. (wow, what a run-on sentence! and wow, what a geek i am for noticing and saying so!) See, the more I think about this, the more I think I fall for him.
Sometimes I wonder if we could have possibly had something, but both of us were afraid to act on it.
And sometimes I wonder if all of this is wishful thinking and that I'm just a delusional love fool.
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