I'm in love with a guy who lets me paint cute pandas on his nails, dyes his hair bright, cotton-candy pink on a whim, and spontaneously does little dances in the middle of grocery shopping.
He brings me milk tea while I'm studying and cooks me ramen noodles in the middle of the night. He leaves the message "tian tian ai ni" ("love you every day" in Chinese) on my graphing calculator when I'm not paying attention, and cries at the thought of me leaving him.
He's so perfect. And I'm so lucky.
"I like your hair."
"Thanks. I like you. 're hair! I like your hair too. Um... yeah. Yeah, that's what I meant to say." *blushes*
You're funny, you're adorable, you're gorgeous, and you're every other term that contributes to the definition of perfection.
You're a thousand miles away, and I'm sad because I can't show you affection.
See, I'm not good with words, I can only dream in your direction.
But for you, girl, my love flows like convection.
-A dreaming, lost boy.
Every one of us has someone who is hidden in the bottom of our heart. And when we think of that person, we feel like there's always a little pain inside. Yet, we still want that person.
Even though I don't know where he is today or what he's currently doing, he's the one who taught me this.
HE'S MY BOYFRIEND! I'M HIS GIRLFRIEND! AAAAAAARGH HAPPINESS EVERYWHERE LIFE IS FANTASTIC ARGH I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!!