As for the grey eyes, well I actually havnt seen them today as they belong to my friend Andrew, who will not get out of my head, and hasn't done for the last 3 years. Every time I think I'm over it he'll do something unconciously and it'll start me off again...=/

So now you're in for a full description of Andrew and pretty much everything about his life. You should probably get a cushion and settle yourself comfortably...ok here I go:

Andrew. I'm not telling you his surname in case he googles himself and this comes up (could be highly embarassing)
He's about half a head taller than me with black hair and a darkish complexion (not sure how he keeps it like that, from what I hears he hardly does any outdoor work at all). Big build although I wouldn't call him fat, and his face is more built for smiling than anything else.
He's as stubborn as a mule and you'd have a hard time getting him to apologise for anything (he's been fallen out with his ex-best friend Rach for about 3 months now). He's very camp, and seems to like housework =S except ironing which he hates.
He watches pretty much every soap that's on, and I dont know where he finds enough time in a day to watch all the TV that he manages. Recently found out he is a serious football nerd (although he doesn't play).

Rightho, now you've probably built up a picture of him I'll go on to past history (and Charlotte =/):

Well, I first started hanging around with him (in school, he never socialises outside it and refuses all invitations to the cinema etc form everyone) in about year 9, when he was with Rach. I cant remember why I was with them, but soon after I arrived they fell out and so Andrew and me hung around together when I wasnt with Em. Then he and Rach made up and we all drifted back to Charlotte's lot. Now, Charlotte is a total legend, but when we joined up with them I must admit I was feeling a little(!) bit jealous at the atention he was paying to them and subsequently not to me.

I lost him totally for a while then (probably around 3 months) when we hardly talked at all. Just recently he has started talking to me again, although Charlotte continues to take precedence (I think he really likes her). I missed him a lot. Em drifted away too and I miss her like a hole in the head, although we still talk it's just not the same.

In conclusion, I've lost Andrew I think. It makes me want to cry, because I loved him so much and I still do. Em too, but in a different way. There used to be a running joke that we would marry at 19, but now obv the joke is with him and Charlotte. They make me smile, and they would make a good couple I think. That doesnt make it any easier though.