I wish I really liked a boy. I wish I had a boy where I could think about him before I go to sleep and obsessively think about him all day. someone I could tell my friends all about and get butterflies when he texted me. someone who everyone knew I liked him, that it was no secret because I lit up when he came in. but I don’t. And I’m afraid I never will because that’s not who I am. I think I like someone but I lose interest, fast. I make myself not like him anymore because I talk myself out of it for something as stupid as looks. I just want to fall in love. I don’t think its much to ask for.