thanks cute boy that shall be left unnamed. thanks so much for taking up so much space in my little head that I can't not think about you for more than... well, a second and thanks so much for running through this mind of mine so much when I lay in bed that hours pass as quickly as.... well as quickly as my heart can break and before I know it the sun is rising and I have not yet slept. and thanks so very much for becoming the subject of every little think i write that no other intellectual idea can bubble to the surface of this sometimes shallow mind. and thanks so so much for occupying so much room in my heart that it hurts when I try to remove you. like trying to pick out pieces of a shattered mirror that then fell into a bowl of jello. thanks, it's been fun, falling in love with you, about as fun as a paper cut.