It's always when you aren't looking...

So the past few blogs have been about flashbacks right? Well this flashback is a lykkle different.

In high school I was definitely in my own world. I had my group of TWO friends (now my loveable besties) and my gang of associates I had my own breed of love for. That was pretty much it. So no, I don't remember him. I never really knew or acknowledged that he existed until he graduated and came back to do the whole "alum doing great things and yada yada college" speech. Boy was he cute :)

So I received his AIM and hit him up. We would speak periodically, flirt even more, and we had a few things in common. Very few, we didn't really know each other like that. We weren't friends we were both just Alum from Robe. And I never expected two years later to chill with him, to laugh with him, to infiltrate (apprently my new word) him into my bestie's life, to eat with him at our diner.....to like him.

I was with him last night and we had a conversation. I knew at the beginning of that conversation that it was one I should divert, run from , send out an S.O.S. And quick! But I didn't. I obliged him and got to know him a little deeper, he became more real to me. And smack dab there's a POT (potential lover) in my life when I wasn't even looking. Had finally really become content with being sinlge, with waiting for whomever, with just chilling, even being celibate here and there.

He's a friend. And that's all im going to tell myself...for now. I call him |b0y|frienn. Emphasis on the friend, separate the boy, he's not mine, I'm not his...he's just a |boy|friend.....