so i miss you all the time. now, i dont think about much that isnt you. its like something completely new. they dont write books about the way we are. i like that. i like you. i like how you always say im not a princess, but you treat me like one. i like when you get mad at me, but then ask for a kiss. i like the way you crinkle your nose when youre annoyed or upset, its so cute. i like buses, but they take so long to get to you. i like the way you dress. i like the way you undress. i like writing with my fingertips on your skin.. all the things i cant say out loud. i like your hair, please dont let it grow again! i like who i am when im with you. i like how you make me better. im learning, i am. i like how you look at me, and though sometimes at my weakest moments i wish terrible things, i love you.
(when boredom strikes - i write about you.)
