I've been feeling quite crappy lately. Many of my friends were off in their world. What do I mean by their world? They all have boyfriends to take care of. Who do I have? A teddy bear who is slowly ripping apart by a huge tear in its back. Now, don't get me wrong. I love that teddy bear (even though I'm in college i don't care) but I am tired. There is no people in college that I'm interested in or are interested in me. I come home to all the younger people talking about their booming romantic life and unknowingly to them, rub my loneliness in my face further. I've been so depressed that I wrote this short story:
I started laughing before I could stop myself. No matter how angry I got at this man, somehow he always weaseled his way back into m good graces. "HAHAHA!" I laughed, uncontrollably now. "Babe....." I started to say before more laughs escaped me, "PLEASE!" I just couldn't take it anymore. "I CAN'T BREATHE!" I screamed. Finally, my boyfriend stopped his assault of the tickles on my feet and raised his head to grin at me. My heart fluttered as I looked into his sea green eyes and couldn't help but smile at my man. "All forgiven?" he asked playfully. "yes dammit" i said with a smile. i couldn't get enough of this man and apparently he couldn't get enough of me too. i loved him way beyond what i thought i was capable of loving and regretted it slightly. a man with this much influence on me still scared me. the only good thing was that he doesn't take me for granted and loves me too. He doesn't know that i love him, but he tells me he loves me all the time. I'm not the overly romantic type of girl (okay maybe a little) but he fits my life perfectly.
Yes, I know it's weird to write a slightly romantic short story when your depressed but it made me smile and feel a little better at the time. I still feel a little crappy though =/ I anxiously await my turn for a boyfriend too.
