as the sun rose in the morning, I sat curled up in my sleeping bag, my best friends in the whole world sleeping around me, smiling, I knew that I could never tell them the truth that I was so inlove with Matthew that it hurt.

He wasn’t one of the beautiful people, he had a kind honest face, and eyes bluer than the sea. He made me laugh, like laugh until I cried, colapsing onto the ground clutching my sides. I loved that about him, and i would hold onto that goo feeling he left me with, when ever I was away from him.

Jil stired over in the corner
"hey Bub, go back to sleep, its way you early" she wispered groggily, rolling over and throwing her arm over her head.

smiling, I snuggled back down into my sleeping bag, thinking of his warm arms holding me as I drifted back into warm arms.