hmmm
a year and a half… that feels like such a loooong time but then i look back at everything we’ve done and i remember all of it… and i can’t remember shiit… i remember standing in the middle of a park at 2 oclock in the morning when he officially asked me out(dont ask why we were there at 2am.. it’ll get you in trouble lol) i remember standing in another park at 2 am when i finally got up the nerve to say i love you… his reply? “hmm i thought i’d be the first to say it” i asked if it was a bad thing and he said “not at all, i love a woman who goes after what she wants” i remember our first valentines day when he gave me a huge stuffed pink bear that i still have in my room. and our first new years when i couldnt stay the night like everyone else cause i had to leave for new orleans the next day (car ride from HELL). it’s like every little thing that happens i just want to keep forever. it feels like every moment is the most precious but then another comes along and replaces it. i’ve never had a feeling like that with anyone else. i’m so lucky to have found him.. even though he was right under my nose the entire time… all i had to do was give it a chance..
