A passage from my camping experience...

I'm on a camping trip. Right now we are passing white water rapids. They are beautiful, yet I can only think of him. He is beautiful too. His curly hair and brown eyes give him something that is different than most guy. What is funny is that I really did think I was over him, yet when I saw him today all I could do was smile, and yell at my dad to drive faster and catch up with them. Back to the rapids. I can see us sitting on a huge rock far in the woods where we could still see the river. A picnic of some-sorts. But after I think of this all I can think of is how it will never work out. Well thats how everything else happens in my life... They don't.