that sparkle, oh, how i miss it. and i long for it. to see it in his eyes when i walk through the door. the stare that eliminates everything else in the world. the one that makes you know, even if he doesnt say it, that he loves you. i miss it. maybe its not...i dont know. i dont want to say i want a boyfriend because its not that. im not ready for one. i dont think i ever will be, but...still,to be held in someone's arms and know youre theirs. i hate madi. like we were playing poker and i wanted to listen to music, so i turned some. and then i was talking about french music and turned on matt pokora.whom, i love. and she had to be a jerk .whatever i dnt even care. shes the one thats being a jerk. and now shes making fun of me ...putting on glasses and jsut being an utter jerk. i hate hate hate hate hate her. ♥