So this happens again. Time repeats it's self, no question. Once again, I have found myself loving another. I can't see how it got to this and I don't know why I would do this to myself, but here I am, holding his hand. Making up excuses to see him. Even when I kiss my own boyfriend, my mind travels to this other guy. All this started because I said hello. I thought he was cute, but I knew I didn't love him. Now, I'm not so sure anymore. Things have been to differnt that I can barely tell which way is up.
Merry Christmas
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