happiest place on earth

i didn't intend to fall in love with her. it just happened. it has nothing to do with her haircut. her face. her body. more to do with her mind. her smile. her eyes. the small gestures.

"she reminds me of you." i sometimes get. i suppose i'm the strage girl. always a little displaced. but it's silly to live the life of a movie. to want to be someone made up. it's not based on a truth. it's based on someone's imagination. this is not real.

i am not her.

but slowly she has taken over my blog. my choices. my winamp. my dvd drive. my icons. my mind. she is sitting in there skipping stones in the tears that have yet to spill out.

i'd learn french to be a little closer. to be a little more like amelie.

someone once told me that if you watched amelie with someone that you'd fall in love with them. not amelie. but the person. maybe both. but i'm much too selfish to share. she is mine. i'd like to think. even if just in my own little world. she's my obsession.


 
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