remembering our first kiss; how exciting and new it was to kiss you.
remembering our very first dates.
remembering our first sexual experience.
remembering the moment i realized i had fallen in love with you; how even more exciting and scary and everything in between.
knowing how much you mean to me right now,
i love you
Sometimes I wonder why people are obsessed with certain people, and I’ll admit, sometimes I wish people were that interested in what I’m doing, who I’m with etc. Then I stop myself & realize that I’m so much better than them; I have so much more going for me and I have what they all want. Love. A real relationship. An honest faithful guy who would do anything for me, and me for him. Suddenly, all that attention I don’t get, doesn’t matter, because I get positive attention from someone who actually cares about me. Not to mention he’s handsome AF.