and i'll be better when i'm older
i'll be the greatest fan of your life
i'm sick of writing the same things over and over again. i really am. but ughhhh. i want to tell you so badly....i'm afraid of what you'll say. i want it to be painfully obvious, but i know its not. i'm afraid i've messed it up already.
"I love that you get cold when it's 71 degrees out. I love that it takes you an hour and a half to order a sandwich. I love that you get a little crinkle above your nose when you're looking at me like I'm nuts. I love that after I spend the day with you, I can still smell your perfume on my clothes. And I love that you are the last person I want to talk to before I go to sleep at night. And it's not because I'm lonely, and it's not because it's New Year's Eve. I came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible."
*if you have to try to convince yourself you don't care about someone, you care about them more than you think*
"a guy & a girl can be friends, but at one point or another they'll fall for each other, maybe temporarily, maybe at the wrong time, maybe too late, or maybe forever."
sigh. if you get it, text me.
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