My first love was a dude called Scott McGibbon.
He was hearing.
He was cute.
He had a great sense of humour.
He was fun to be around.
I had a massive crush on him.
My heart would skip a beat whenever I saw him.
I asked him out.
He said no.
He wanted to be good friends instead.
I was devestated.
I never got over him.
I still have a soft spot in my heart for him.
I still think about him.
I wonder what he is up to now.
I wonder where he is now.
I wonder what he looks like now.
I know I'll never have a chance with him.
All I want is to meet up with him again to catch up.
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As I've moved on with life, knowing I can't have him. I'm blissfully happy with Andrew
Andrew!