Likealittle

Starbucks:Female, Brunette. You came in and sat down and studied for like 10mins and left. Shorter brown/black hair. Black coat with green lines. Brown boots. You're so beautiful and i could look at you all day. I want to. But you don't play that game. :( I cant get you off of my mind.

This was posted on Likealittle.com about the time I was in Starbucks today. Being that I was wearing that coat and those boots and did that ten minutes of studying...one of my friends went on assuming it was about me and showed it to me.I've been to conditioned to think that this kind of thing is a joke. I mean who takes shit seriously.It probably isn't about me. It probably is a joke or a friend of mine trying to make me feel good about myself. Yet, here I am blogging about it. I've been there. When you want to look at someone all day, and they stay on your mind. I've been there. I stay there all the time. The idea that I may be, in the slightest way, on someone's mind like that is almost impossible...almost. 


Sounds almost unattractive doesn't it? My insecurity just siting here in front of my face. All my self-doubt driven deeper inside me because of a beautifully simple post on a website that may or may not even relate to my life. I think it's  my want to love so badlly. Verb:love.I'm not desperate, because that might be what this sounds like. I just like this too much. I just like the concept of being on someone else's mind like you're on mine.

I just wished that this wasn't  what I know it must be...for someone else. It's nothing to be depressed about though. I guess I will do what I'm supposed to do and be flattered and forget about it. Life goes on. 


P.S. The roomate is moving out. I think I'm sad. I don't think I'm supposed to be.