tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70746862011-04-22T02:48:43.675+08:00little miss invisiblehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05840906591556338891noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074686.post-1092550800976883922004-08-15T13:51:00.000+08:002004-08-16T17:19:08.940+08:00<br> <span style="font-weight:bold;">.: crush :.</span> <br> <br> i met someone. tall, lanky, scrawny...and yellow. the splitting image of a stereotype i created, then hated. the perfect dork lacking in fashion sense has taught me tricks i forgot to remember, made me feel i'm the only person who <i>needs</i>. a couple of days and i get a kick out of it still: making <i>you </i>out as he is. if you're even half as warm, smart, kind or gentle...does it matter? <br> <br>i thought you'd at least say hey that first sunday. i keep being reminded of you the more i think of how you've forgotten all about me. <br> <br>does it matter? <br> <br>if you'd even dare to know, i think i'd marry you one day, everyday. <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074686-109255080097688392?l=bananamoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>little miss invisiblehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05840906591556338891noreply@blogger.com0