If only I could tell you how nice it was to just be around him. To hold his hand, to feel him wrap his arms around me. To sit next to him in the thunder, and the pouring rain on the ride home in the bed of a dusty pick up truck. To make fun of things I just love about him. To overreact about everything around him. To mess around with his hair, or laugh at weird things he says. To freeze my ass off in the pouring rain, yet feel him wrap his arms around me as tight as possible. To just look back, and kiss him in the rain. To know that all the more I just stare into his eyes, the more I feel comforted, and the more I feel worth something.
If only I could even come close to telling you how amazing this night was. Maybe then you'd understand how much I'm glad I have someone like him to stick around. He makes me happy. It may not mean anything to you, but that's okay. Because it means everything to me. He means everything to me.
August 15th, 2009 ♥