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I met a girl a while ago who's gorgeous, intelligent and funny. I love that we both acknowledged what was already extremely obvious last night, that we like each other a whole lot.
I hate how bittersweet that is. I hate that she will be going back interstate in two weeks for uni, I hate that we've decided to remain just friends and get to know each other a lot for the rest of the time she's here, and I hate that I think that's the right thing to do, as anything else would discredit how we feel towards each other and put pressure on the whole thing.
And yet I can't stop thinking about her...when I'm at home the things I normally do have lost their lustre...guitar? Not feeling it. Movie? My mind will just start wondering...music? Practically 95% of music is about girls anyway so that doesn't help. We're seeing Match Point on Valentine's Day...
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