Undying Hope

He has curly brown hair and braces. Bad acne but an awesome smile. Most of the time he was tons of fun, though not with me. Never really could understand why I liked him. At one point it felt like love. Well one-sided love at least.

After three years I gave it up and then the dream happened. That dream completely blew me away. With just a simple act, he had me almost at his feet. Now I don’t know whether I like him again or if I’m just obsessed.

How can it be that after all these years he still has me wrapped around his pinky? How do I move on?

There it is again, that undying hope that won’t let me forget him. That undying hope that fuels my innermost feelings.

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