Finding love in all the right places, but at the wrong time.
My Granny calls me a social butterfly...I hope that doesn't apply to love. She says if you make me idle for long I'm off somewhere else to find a new flower to gain entertainment from. And sadly, my personality is that. But my memory isn't that, I'll always remember the warm fuzzy feelings. But I am afraid, so afraid that my heart won't skip a beat when I see the boy of my dreams again. Or get giddy over late night conversations about the silliest of things...
I feel like I am isolating myself from the fuzzy-ness that makes love so much fun!
I really really really think I'm in love, I would just like to feel the emotions.
Being alone gets tiresome, and now it is time for me to retire.
avoir!
xoxo,
domi
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