Lonely Boy

Oh, oh-oh I got a love that keeps me waiting

I go to Mom’s office this week because Rhett asked about me. That must mean he likes me, right?

I wore a pretty dress. Hopefully he thinks it’s pretty, too.

I sit in silence, contemplating how I’m going to speak to him. I’m nervous because I really like him, which doesn’t make sense at all since I’ve never even said a word to him, but every time I see him it feels like a million butterflies are fluttering around uncontrollably inside of me.
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I know these are short, but that's how they're supposed to be. And sorry for not updating sooner. School and work take over everything :-(