That person
When I think about that person, all I think about is how much I just want to hug them, and tell them how much I love them because of all the things that they have taught me. When I think about that person I want to scream my lungs out until they collapse because they never seem to realize how irritating they are because they can’t be trusted with something valuable. When I think about that person I think about how pathetic they are to not have taken that chance, and how they messed up something that could have made their life just a little easier. When I think about that person I hate how far apart we are and how we never get to talk. When I think that person I think about how stupid they are because he doesn’t understand how much he really has right in front oh him. When I think about THAT person……….I think about every single one of these flaws.
