Love is just a word unless someone comes to you and gives it a meaning

I like people. And i know a few amongst those zillion people around the world like me back.

They're funny sometimes though. They say they like you and then act the complete opposite.

They say that they wouldn't ever do anything to hurt you. But then they do.

They say they love you. But if they really did, they wouldn't treat you the way they do.

This has only happened to me once before. I fell for this boy. I fell too hard.

We were best friends before any of this craziness happened. We talked on the phone every night and filled every space in between thinking about each one another or texting the other. I guess thats how these sort of things start. It's always the way though. The best friends fall for the other. It unpreventable.

He told me he liked me and I showed that I did back. I'm not good with affection and discussing emotions. I rarely show it. So if I do you can be certain that it's true.

Skip to the end. It didn't work out. I lost him.

I'm sorry that i have brown hair instead of blonde. That i don't have orange skin. I'm also sorry that i'm not the skinniest of girls. I wish at times that i was. That i didn't feel self conscious when going out about what i looked like. That i have to restrict what i wear because of it.

People are just funny at times. We make mistakes. We fall flat on our faces.

We stress over the tiniest of problems.

We chase based on hope rather than facts. We are silly creatures.