all of my life ive wondered why the things turn out the way they do sometimes. all of those nights i spent outside your house trying to catch a glimpse of you. it felt like magic; the static in the air was too much to bear. once in a while youd tell me "hi" and thoughs of us would run right through my mind. one time i decided to ask you out, hoping the answer would be yes. i couldnt believe it... i thought that i was dreaming. those days have long been a thing of the past, no questions asked. all of those nights i sat outside your house? never. never again.