my dream last night wasnt dedicated to you, but you did happen to make an appearance. it went something like this…

i was with a group of friends walking uphill somewhere in san francisco, i was in the back of the group. i look over my shoulder and you were trailing behind us. you said hi to me with a slight wave and smile comparable to the iridescence of the mind of a child.

waking up from this dream, i came to the realization; i cant be in a serious relationship right now. why? because if i told someone that they’re ‘the most beautiful girl i know’, it’d be a lie knowing that you would be on my mind as soon as those words seeped out of my mouth.

as weird as it sounds, there are times when i think about you, i think about your boyfriend, and how hes probably the luckiest guy in milpitas. i know nothing about him and have nothing bad to say about him, but i feel like he has it all; the car, the money, a winning personality, and the girl. i ponder things such as, if he ever wakes up in the morning and is in a bad mood. it’d be ridiculous if he ever woke up in a bad mood, knowing that he has you.

the last time we ran into each other, you were not happy to see me. at all. we’re not in high school anymore and you should have nothing to be bitter about. you’re the only girl i know i can actually call angelic, but being angelic doesnt entitle you to be a bitch.