I guess I never knew what it meant to live. To feel your heart beat and know why it was still thumping. That it wasn't just going day after day because blood was circling through your veins but because someone was there to make you feel that it needed to. I don't think I'll ever get the concept of three week highschool flings and two day sixth grade romances. What's the point? Or perhaps love was just a waste of time for me. I've always felt that way. And maybe that's how I got here, friendless and utterly lonely. It's not that I was distasteful to the eye or had an ugly personality, I had just listened to myself saying that a perfect, decent guy trying to catch my wasn't worth it. But maybe this was all worth my while. Now don't just assume I'm some emotionless robot. Because I'm not. I'm Elise Cordelia Jefferson, a hopeless romantic who just happens to cringe at the existence of love.
