When I was little well I say little but I was in middle school, let’s just say about the age of 13 I knew who the girl of my dreams was. She was everything I ever wanted in a girl, extremely funny, gorgeous, blonde hair blue eyes, southern belle, and loved to drink wine, and go out in the boat to the islands and has a personality out of this world. She had an awesome family, one that was very dear to me while growing up also. We’re not going to name this girl so we’ll just call her Victoria because I like that name too. Victoria and I had lots of fun when we were in high school; she was a year older than me but not really, just a couple of months. We would skip school and ride around in her vehicle sipping on crown and a sonic coke and just turn the music up sit back and chill with the windows down just be young and dumb and just live in the moment. She was always just so perfect when she put the ray bans on and her long blond hair just waved in the wind. We would always just do the stupidest and say the dumbest things but we always had the greatest times and never stopped laughing. Now Victoria always liked older guys, which broke my heart. She would always fall for the wrong ones too. I would tell her I would say Victoria he’s not a good person I know him a lot better than you think and it’s just not going to turn out the way you want it too but she never listened. I was always in the damn friend zone which killed me even more. Still today we hand out very often and still have great times, even though her 2 almost 3 years older boyfriend is around. But he’s a really cool guy so I’m happy for em’. I think that we missed out on a lot but you can’t turn back the pages of time so I never look at it that way. Hopefully we can always be friends and ride around when we’re 70 and do the same like we were 17 again. I Just wish things would have had a different outcome sometimes.
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