He told me he loved me the other night. And I know I shouldn't of, but I couldn't help but say it back. He said "i know it's tough for you to believe me, but i love you." Ahhh (: Have I lost my mind? I love him. For some reason whenever I think about him, theres always one memory that stands out. One night we had a really bad storm and all the streets to his house were flooded so he stayed the night. And we stayed up until 3 in the morning talking and screwing around and watching the food network make sushi in the Iron Chef competition. I miss that night everytime I think about it. And going in there to wake him up and just lay in bed with him before his mom came to get him. I think that was the night too that he dozed off, drooling on my arm, and I didn't even care. And when he woke up he pounced on me. He told me he had a dream about us "making love". For some reason I always looked back on that night and would miss it like crazy. Well, the other night at a party I was sitting with him on a couch in Damian's dark living room and I told him I missed his arms. (His arms are a thing of pure beauty, let me tell you mmm mmm mmm) He told me he had missed so much about me. He told me he missed watching my shows with me. And when I said my shows? He's like yeah those sushi cooking shows. God, I melted. There are so many memories. When I went over to his house and he showed me the freeway over his back wall. My green booty shorts and how we spent that whole night laying & next morning in his bed while a party was going on downstairs. Fourth of July. When he first told me he was falling in love with me. The night I made him watch So You Think You Can Dance with me but he definitely got a reward. The night at Kelseys house, on her balcony. The most amazing kiss ever. The many many nights i took him home at 3/4 o'clock in the morning. Prom How he would send me random cute texts. Man, I miss those. When I went to the bathroom and found him sitting on my bed with my hat and my sunglasses on. Beating him in cards & teaching him to shuffle. How I always made him food. & that one time he didn't want me to and he kept picking me up and dragging me back to the bed. The night he told me he wanted a kati sandwhich and he picked me up and took me to my room and put me down on the bed and we made out in the dark. Making out in my car. Him singing in my car. Our wishes at 1 o'clock. Making out against my car. How he would be "hot" and take off his shirt & let me keep it. How I tried on every one of his sweatshirts to let him know which one was the best. When I put on his football pads. When I was making his food, he tried to do a spin and fell against the wall knocking this decorative thing all cock-eyed. So funny. How we could never make it through a movie. Theres so many i'm forgetting still. All this is just making me want to hang out with him sooooo badly. Only 2 more days. Hopefully. Man i love him. "That old t-shirt you wear to bed Hangin' off your shoulder by a thread The one you ripped off me when we first met Still feels good That old familiar song blarin' from my car We know every note, every word by heart Puts a smile on your face 'cause you know it's ours And it still feels good Your fingers hooked around my belt loops Leanin' up against my ride Remember that first time I touched you It doesn't matter I've held you a million times Oh, and it still feels good"