Sometimes there isn't a good guy and a bad guy. Sometimes even the ones you want to believe turn out to be liars.
That Summer - Sarah Dessen
That Summer - Sarah Dessen
I feel like I am fifteen again, reading this book:
I am still living in New York, I am getting my first kiss, I am skipping first period Math class to go pick flowers with my best friend.
I have a crush on a gangly kid in my Biology class but thats all, no true sign of heartache or heartbreak on the horizon.
I am cruising in an Oldsmobile with a boy who smooth talks and has long blond hair.
He's not as sweet as Sumner, but he has the same charm.
Things just happen to you at age fifteen.
I am excited for my special milestone birthday in the spring, I can't wait to be a Sweet Sixteen and for summer to start.
It wasn't that long ago, but I wish I could go back and know the things that I know now.
I would stop things before they happened.
I wouldn't have fallen for you - I wouldn't have met you.
I can't get the thought of you with someone else out of my head.
I can't stop dwelling on the past and move on with our relationship.
Summers are meant for fresh starts, right?
But how can I do this to you when you mean so much to me?
How can I do this to you after you drove 10 hours to see me this past weekend?
How can I do this, when I know that I absolutely love and adore you?
One minute until 11:11.
I'll be wishing for you to see through my accusations and arguments.
I'll be wishing I can forget about you and her and just focus on you and me.
Cross your fingers.
9 days until my birthday.
I am still living in New York, I am getting my first kiss, I am skipping first period Math class to go pick flowers with my best friend.
I have a crush on a gangly kid in my Biology class but thats all, no true sign of heartache or heartbreak on the horizon.
I am cruising in an Oldsmobile with a boy who smooth talks and has long blond hair.
He's not as sweet as Sumner, but he has the same charm.
Things just happen to you at age fifteen.
I am excited for my special milestone birthday in the spring, I can't wait to be a Sweet Sixteen and for summer to start.
It wasn't that long ago, but I wish I could go back and know the things that I know now.
I would stop things before they happened.
I wouldn't have fallen for you - I wouldn't have met you.
I can't get the thought of you with someone else out of my head.
I can't stop dwelling on the past and move on with our relationship.
Summers are meant for fresh starts, right?
But how can I do this to you when you mean so much to me?
How can I do this to you after you drove 10 hours to see me this past weekend?
How can I do this, when I know that I absolutely love and adore you?
One minute until 11:11.
I'll be wishing for you to see through my accusations and arguments.
I'll be wishing I can forget about you and her and just focus on you and me.
Cross your fingers.
9 days until my birthday.
1 comments:
aw, di. blonde boy with long hair and an oldsmobile. i know EXACTLY what you mean here, and it makes me nostalgic in a gosh we were young and stupid kind of way. ily <3
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