Foreword

I was sitting on my comfortable armchair, near my bedroom window and had my favorite book in my hands but I wasn't reading anymore. Loud music was filling the room while I was gazing out the window, at the big green trees.

Nothing ever changes here. I have the same friends since I can remember myself, adore them and consider them family but I never get to meet new people as we always go out to the same places. Not that we have many choices here.

I want more. I want to leave. I want to meet people. I want to fall in love; and I want someone to fall in love with me too.

Every two months or so, I have a new flirt. I never get to the point of the relationship though. I usually grow so bored of the game and the waiting around, that nothing ever happens. Because every time I go out on a date with someone that isn't boring, he decides to wait for me to make the next move. I'm not that girl, sorry, I can't make the first move.

I had a boyfriend few years back, a good guy but after two years we both wanted different things, so for the past four years I am living the single life.

For now, all I want is to leave this town and move on to different and bigger things. And leave some people and feelings behind.