And not one has been sent through for actual public eye to see.
Why you ask?
I can't figure out how to say all of this right.
How I am feeling.
The words aren't working.
I'm getting frustrated.
All I know is that I like him.
I feel the most Linsey when he is around.
That doesn't even make sense.
I don't have to try. Everything just comes so natural.
This spring break was complete bliss.
He taught me a song on the guitar. He sang to me. He played. We laughed. He watched Eclipse with me. What? That isn't normal. We had a game night. Where I completely owned. He pouted. He's not used to losing. It was good for him. For I am the elder and superior. Come at me bro. The hugs. The cuddles. The good night text. His smirk every time I embarrass myself. The simple way he holds my hand. Just him. Everything. Perfect.
But it's not perfect.
This isn't perfect.
And I'm starting to get annoyed and upset.
I can't take this rollor-coaster much longer.
Or else I am going to throw up.
Because this ride is one of the most thrilling and heart racing ones yet.
And I'm not ready to get off.
Not even close.