I never expected that we'd be together. He was my boyfriend's best friend. We all got along so great, I never thought anything of it. Even after me and my boyfriend broke up, I still considered him 'his' friend. And when we started hanging out by ourselves, we had the greatest times. I never expected anything to happen because I wasn't his type. Therefore I never felt the need to impress him and that feeling was nice.
It still shocks me that things happened this way, but then again, maybe the ex was right. Good things come to those who wait.
We'll get a place, yup down in Tennessee. The place you see and hear about in the movies. The dream house, with a big front yard, white picket fence...We'll have a dog that little Keegan picks out. As perfect as anyone can imagine. The only thing I'm worried about....isn't perfect, boring?
Good thing it isn't as perfect as it sounds. He's the guy I should absolutley love. He's everything I've dreamed about in a guy. He's sweet and we can have the best time doing nothing. Always got surprises up his sleeve. And he's responsible. He may have a son, but he's got full custody of his son. Everybody loves him, which is a big change. Nobody usually likes my boyfriends. I can go on about why he should be the guy.
But for some reason, I'm only feeling it like half the time. And I'm not sure why. Lately I've gotten more of the feeling that he's just a really great friend, that's why we get along so well...And that maybe the only reason I think of more is because like I said, it's what should be. But then I brush it out of my mind saying that things will change once we get everything figured out and we're settled in. Yeah that's it.....things will get better. Or will this just turn out to be another mistake?
