indie

I was in total oblivion to the hint you were making upon finding out the Stars CD's you spent a whole night searching for, burning, and bringing to my lit up smile and shriek. Total oblivion to the simple compliments that slid between my rush from class to class and your sleepiness. It never occurred to me that this is what nice guys do. Little things. Waiting patiently for that sight of happiness in her eyes. That's all they would want in the girl who was full of love. Love she never even knew existed.