when i first saw you.
This is a letter you will probably never end up reading, and I will probably never show it to you because in a couple of months I'll laugh at how stupid it is or something.
But darling, I adore you. I love your laugh and your smile and your weird hands. I don't really like my neck being poked at, but there's not too many things you can do that would make me not smile. I love it when I come home and your smell still lingers on my shirt, reminding me of you. I love how I can be breaking out and wear no makeup whatsoever, and you can still bear the sight of me and manage to tell me I'm beautiful.
It's kind of ridiculous. I've dated you for three weeks but I've been in love with you for three months. You were my best friend when my life fell flat and you listened to me mope and groan even though I'm probably the most boring person ever when I get upset. And it probably didn't seem like much to you, just some texts and a shared laugh, but it meant more than the world to me.
To have someone there whenever I needed them. To be able to have a best friend and not have anything get in the way. No boys, no girls, not drugs, no cities could come between us. I don't know if it was you or I who felt it first. But damn, how I felt it when I did. I fell in love with you, and I'm pretty sure I love you. You better love me back, fatty :3
I really don't understand how I got so lucky.
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