Everyday I think I will say something. Ask whether he still wants to come out. But I don't. The longer I leave it, the more I think I will not have the guts to, which would be a shame.
But we talk and he still smiles at me and thats nice. Tomorrow we go on a course (all the 6th form have to go) and maybe I will sit next to him and maybe I will say something.
Oh Help!







2007-01-30 @ 14:58