The PinkBox Ke

These moments, moments we let pass by moments we let slip through our fingers. I have cried over such moments, loathed every moment I let pass by Such sweet ecstasy,these moments. I have tried to recapture these moments I have worked so hard  to replay some. These moments. These moments remain just that Moments. Moments I can only think about, Dream about. Fantasies,day dreams only but building castles in the air. These moments my dear, these moments. If I shut the door, then let it remain so, If I let these moments go, then my dear, with your love, give me some more, some more moments just like these. 

Nobody cared anymore what she did. Nobody cared at all. After all it had been only 6 months and by that time she had cleared the rugby team and rumours about her and the coach were probabaly true. .I think they were..ok so maybe I heard this from someone but invisible me can say anything and get away with it., I bumped into she the other day,,she seemed happy,her eyes were bright unlike mine ravaged with allergies.I hated my allergies,her smooth skin reminded me of  the many creams my dermatologist prescribed,,sad very sad i thought... She smelled so good, i bit my lower lip.  How did she do it?could she rilly be this perfect?I stalked her, i know.how else would I know what she did and did not ?  I was there, the drinking sprees, the trips, the latenight makeout sessions in some mansion.I was there, she was there, we were both there but somehow all the stories that came back were about how she did this and that. She made me do it,hate like this,I couldn't take ...

Im a girl like seriously,love has to be one of the topics I was gonna talk about,,,,,,,,,,,,sooner or later...but how about you keep reading... I have used the word love since I was little..I told it to everyone around me and hearing it being said back made me smile,,,,gosh I was so innocent. So unaware of how bad such a good word could make you feel.. As time passed and things began to change I started substituting the word for things like,'like you a lot", "adore you","cherish you"...this must have happened coz I was a victim of saying the word to a stranger...in this case i mean someone outside the family.Top of that, I feel  like ive wasted the word on undeserving blokes,just coz he did such and such... I can remeber vividly,,it was a rainy slow gloomy day when i could not hold it in anymore so I just said it to his face,,,well lets jus say that "kathing" is over and he and i don't talk anymore. I almost cried(note,almost) when i went b...