I just want someone to hold hands with...
who calls me "babe."
someone I know I can't live without.




I'm stuck doing what I know is the right thing, and what I really want.
My heart wants me to believe he likes me...
My head knows he doesn't.

The fact that I'm attracted to another isn't even included in this equation.

I'm so jealous.
I miss what we had.
I miss what we might have had.

I'm going to be a good person from now on.
I'm going to live like I did before.
I'm going to think of the future, and what may happen.
Not what might have happened.

Guys.. I'm moving foreward.

Get ready :]

CLT: Baking = My therapy.