Friday, July 10, 2009

onehundredfourteen.

Never can I stop thinking about how much I love talking to you, how good you look when you smile, how much I love your laugh. Repeatedly I find myself daydreaming about you, replaying our conversations, laughing at stupid, funny things you said or did to make me happy. I’ve officially memorized your face and the way that you look at me. I always catch myself smiling all alone at what I have imagined. I continuously wonder what could happen the next time we’re together and even though we both could never know what the future holds, I know one thing’s for sure, you’re one of the best things that has ever happened to me. Today was marvelous.
All my dreams are built around your face.