MuderingRabbits

I want to make him happy.. But can't let the truth go.. When i see him, I just want him to know.. But i can't, due to circumstance. He brags about his misses, He loves her so much. I turn my head & sigh, Smiling, struggling not to cry. His smile is amazing, it makes me smile too. I hang my head, knowing. "he doesn't want you." I don't know this as a fact, But it's an obvious assumption. He's so oblivious to my hints & affection.. Maybe he doesn't want it, Maybe he doesn't see. All i ever wanted was for him to love me.. Is that so wrong, For this angsty girl? To like & love.. Feel emotion..? I know i'm not perfect, I know i'm n

"And would you believe that it had been hidden inside one of the Thompson's hats all along?" Tintin laughed, finishing his story. "Mm, somehow I don't find that too hard to imagine," replied Layton, "Those two are hardly the most… on the ball as far as Scotland Yard's detectives go." "You can hardly talk in that regard! I've heard of some of the detectives Scotland Yard's had following you around," protested Tintin. Smirking for a moment, Layton answered, "I can assure you that Inspectors Grosky and Chemley have been nothing but an asset to me on my adventures." They both knew this wasn't the whole truth of the matter, but Layton pref