First of all, I have to start my diet and work out plan for real! I have to lose weight and make myself look as hot as I did when he wanted to steal me away from the other two guys, because he was more of my friend back then than recently. He was fun then. And exciting, and those butterflies were crazy! I flash back to this time in my bedroom at my parents, I catch him checking out my ass, in these short ass shorts, and a tiny tight tank top.. and then later he sends me a text message "You looked really sexy today." and then another time, at a party of the guy that was supposedly my boyfriend, i never felt like he was, he was sitting across from me and I was texting him right next to my bf saying "i'd rather be next to you" GOD I LOVED THAT FLIRTING. i love love love love/d it. PLEASE COME BACK. ohhh and this time at south pier, kind of chilly out, he just kinda nudged me, and smiled, and was wearing a leather jacket and thats all it fucking took to turn me into a puddle of gush.
I got drunk at saw Sex in the City with my girlfriends and our moms and then later that night, still drunk, he picked me up and we drove out to who knows where, just driving, I was fantasizing about having sex in a field and snuggling under the stars. Instead I was a silly drunk who stole keys out of someones lawn mower and some signs off their fences. "keep out" etc. I still recall the memory with happiness and a moment of fun, even though it didn't turn out how i wanted. i wonder if he hated dealing with me that night.
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