New post in And So It Goes, The Loves of My Life: Why Don't we Steal Away.
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I started my junior year, eager to see Lisa again. Later, she told me how she talked to her mother, and told her she was surprised at how happy I was to see her. I guess I wasn’t as suave as I was hoping. Lisa still wasn’t thinking of me as boyfriend material, and I didn’t know how to get her to see me that way, so I continued being her friend, while dreaming of something more. That fall was a witch’s brew made up of equal parts exhilaration, fear, joy, and pain. I wanted so much to tell her how I felt, but I knew it would be a mistake, that it wasn’t time yet. So I kept my feelings hidden (I think) and wished for a chance to make her fall in love with me.Posted by Rich at June 26, 2002 6:50 AM
Whoever said wishes don’t come true is a fool.