Sunday, October 14, 2007

20x365: JR

I was 18 when I met him and I followed him like a lost puppy for the next 4 years. All I wanted was his attention and acknowledgement. All I got was treated like a nuisance or like one of the guys. He was loud and obnoxious, but at the time I thought it was charming. It took me many years before I could see him and my heart wouldn't stop.

I still think there is a lot more to him than he will ever admit to, but he's no longer charming in my eyes.

1 comment:

  1. I know what you mean. What you find funny and cool at 16 (when I met him) is not always funny and cool when you are 29.


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