last night , instead of just sitting in my room thinking about him
and wishing i was with him .
he was next to me, sleeping over my house, cause his dad couldnt
drive them home.
i was still to afraid to tell him i like him. but those glances we
did every so often gave me a little hope that he likess
me.
-- i didnt want him to go home this morning , and he kinda didnt
want to leave either
