An Open Letter to HIM:

Damn you for being so wonderful. So funny, charming, sweet and adorable. So thoughtful, and considetate. And just over all loveable. Damn you…

Because now I have feelings. How could I not? How could anyone not? The fact that the entire world ins’t following you around like a puppy is beyond me.

But you are there and I am here. You have youth on your side, and I.. Well I don’t. Plus there’s that pesky little married thing. I don’t really know where you stand about how you feel, but I know you desrve to have someone who is young and at the same place in life. Someone who has a flat tummy and perky tits. Someone who will have your babies…

So that leaves me out. =0) And it leaves me with this ache. And even though it would do no good in the long run, I feel I need to tell you what I am feeling. That if I thought you would have me I would leave it all behind. Or, that if I were 10 years younger, I would be bending over backwards to win your heart.

Instead I am left to make this stupid post on this stupid blog that no one reads anyway. (Thank god since this shit is embarassing.) But I feel if I don’t let it out in some way, I will explode.

And I keep asking myself, “What is the worst that could happen if you did tell him?” Well the worst that could happen is you saying anything other than you feel the same way too. Anything less would hurt too much. 

But not saying it hurts alot too.

And I think its pretty clear now that I have lost my ever-loving mind.

So yeah…. damn you.