He--
You know him, I’m sure you do, or someone a lot like him. He’s that guy whose voice always makes you look up in case he’s talking to you. He’s that guy who you can’t stop staring at even when you know he’s looking straight at you. He’s that guy whose every move you tilt to figure out how he feels about you. He’s that guy who never notices you.
Anyway, he was around that day. Not near me, but in my head. I was thinking about him, and wishing I could see him again. I hadn’t seen him in months. I wondered what he was doing. He turned down my friend request. What’s with that? So I was thinking about him, and suddenly I looked up and saw someone else standing there.
I’m sure you know someone else, too. He’s sort of quiet and nice and not really terribly attractive or fascinating, but when you talk to him he turns out to know a lot more than you do, and you always like to give him a hug, but you never really seriously think about him because He is always at the back of your mind.
Now someone else was in front of me, and he gave me a hug and a smile, and we talked for a while, and then when I was going to leave, I saw him looking at me.
I guess you know the rest of the story. After a few months someone else becomes him. The He of 'back then' has a place in your memory, but soon someone else has your whole heart, and then he’s him, only he’s better than him, because he knows you and wants you.
Maybe he’s the only kind of he there should ever be. What do you think?
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