It happened not too long ago. I met a boy name J, and he liked me a lot, as so he says, but he never tried to enforce me into being his girlfriend. We went to a school Talent Show together and called it a date. He arrived before me, and unintentionally I sat beside him. I honestly regret every moment I spent with him there. The show started, and he payed no attention to me whatsoever. Many females passed us by, and he leaned across me, to talk to the boy next to me, which was his friend. Mind you that I’m still here! So I went home when I grew tired of him and thought about every aspect of that night, and nearly cried. But luckily his friend, Jonathan was there for me, the same friend he was talking to at the show. Jonathan always made my day, he cared, he was sensitive, and very loving. There was a point where I couldn’t stop thinking about him. He held my hand, and caressed it like I belonged to him. He whispered the sweetest of things into me my ear, told me I have the softest hands. “Your very pretty,” he’d tell me. He look at me while I wasn’t paying any attention, and when I caught him staring at me, he’d smile. I’d smile back then he’d look at my lips, his precious eyes scanning my face. He was imperfect to the world, but more than perfect to me.

(Screen) Name: karen

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