Tron
Mar 13, 2006, 03:44 AM
Hey there... I need some help. Actually, I need a lot of help but the kind of help I need I think someone can honestly give me if I give them honesty in return.
You see, I found my dream girl. She's a rebel, you know? And not in the teenage angsty way, either. If a bunch of folks raided parliament, she'd be right there. And I'd be right beside her.
I'm 16, she's 15. I've never seen her, but from a reliable source she's very beautiful. I've talked with her twice on the telephone, and to be honest I met her through the Interweb. The deal is, though, that she lives less than 5 miles away. Five freaking miles. Yet, I don't know her address, my dumb friend won't tell me, and I'm too scared to ask to meet her (and I don't know how to ask).
I love her, but I'm not sure what to do now. She dated my 'reliable source' once, and then said she didn't want to get into a relationship again. Essentially, he blew my chance by being overly aggressive, mean (to me), selfish, and a prick. He thought she was "the one", just like all the others are "the one". Just like the girl he thought was "the one", the next week after Sarah ditched him.
The thing is, it's 2:41 AM, I've been up thinking about her for the past month and a half, and I love her. With all my heart I love her. But I don't know what to do. I want to tell her so badly, but I'm so afraid. It took me fifteen minutes to work up the steel to even call and talk to her casually, in which case she wasn't even there.
She's the most beautiful thing I have ever seen without looking at her. Her voice speaks to me in a tongue I can't comprehend, and which drives me to the point at which I could collapse.
I wrote a poem, that maybe best describes what I'm feeling... cause I'm just so tense right now. I want to send this to her, but I'm not sure if I should. Everything is true, except the pants bit might be overly-exaggerated... but in my honest opinion, it isn't.
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What does one do if they've never met their dream girl?
If they've talked on occasion,
But neither know what each other's faces
And the only bridge between them
Is a friend who thinks he has a chance...
Even though his main interest, lies inside her pants
And she is quite unaware, despite many attempts
But something is bungled, something mistaken
And all the boy can seem to do is cry
While anger he vents?
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I hope there's someone out there who can help me... please!
You see, I found my dream girl. She's a rebel, you know? And not in the teenage angsty way, either. If a bunch of folks raided parliament, she'd be right there. And I'd be right beside her.
I'm 16, she's 15. I've never seen her, but from a reliable source she's very beautiful. I've talked with her twice on the telephone, and to be honest I met her through the Interweb. The deal is, though, that she lives less than 5 miles away. Five freaking miles. Yet, I don't know her address, my dumb friend won't tell me, and I'm too scared to ask to meet her (and I don't know how to ask).
I love her, but I'm not sure what to do now. She dated my 'reliable source' once, and then said she didn't want to get into a relationship again. Essentially, he blew my chance by being overly aggressive, mean (to me), selfish, and a prick. He thought she was "the one", just like all the others are "the one". Just like the girl he thought was "the one", the next week after Sarah ditched him.
The thing is, it's 2:41 AM, I've been up thinking about her for the past month and a half, and I love her. With all my heart I love her. But I don't know what to do. I want to tell her so badly, but I'm so afraid. It took me fifteen minutes to work up the steel to even call and talk to her casually, in which case she wasn't even there.
She's the most beautiful thing I have ever seen without looking at her. Her voice speaks to me in a tongue I can't comprehend, and which drives me to the point at which I could collapse.
I wrote a poem, that maybe best describes what I'm feeling... cause I'm just so tense right now. I want to send this to her, but I'm not sure if I should. Everything is true, except the pants bit might be overly-exaggerated... but in my honest opinion, it isn't.
__________________________________________________ ____
What does one do if they've never met their dream girl?
If they've talked on occasion,
But neither know what each other's faces
And the only bridge between them
Is a friend who thinks he has a chance...
Even though his main interest, lies inside her pants
And she is quite unaware, despite many attempts
But something is bungled, something mistaken
And all the boy can seem to do is cry
While anger he vents?
__________________________________________________ _____
I hope there's someone out there who can help me... please!