I met him a little while back. We used to talk a lot, but now not so much. I was really happy during those short moments when he’d talk to me. He’s really nice, but sometimes he’s a little weird. When I first met him, I never thought I’d actually want to see him again. I actually didn’t think anything of him. He seemed a little goofy, but I saw him everywhere and he grew on me after all of the little conversations we had. Maybe it’s the way he’d ramble on about something he really loved, or that I actually felt like he wanted to talk to me too. I thought about him a lot, and there was a point where I just couldn’t stop thinking about him. We’d talk and see each other a lot, but now we don’t talk..not really. I had a feeling that he was into someone else and I felt like I was being annoying and figured I’d give him some space. But some days I really hope that we’ll talk again. And some days I find myself still thinking about him, other days not at all.

I just think it’s kind of funny. How you meet someone and don’t think anything of them. At all. But then you talk to each other a few times and they start to grow on you. Then from there, the friendship either withers away or becomes something amazing. It just amuses me how a complete stranger can go from someone you didn’t know to someone you couldn’t stop thinking about. You never know what’s going to happen after you meet someone.