this is for real (?)
he gets in little arguments with me about things we don't care about, just because it's fun.
he isn't overly affectionate, doesn't use pet names, and has already adamantly abhorred the word "love".
he's got me writing his essays just to see him do well.
every once in a while he wraps me up in a huge hug and won't let me go.
he forces me to be confident, to think well of myself.
he honestly wants wait to have sex with me until he can make love to me.
he's stubborn, i'm persistent.
he's honest about what he does and doesn't care about-me, yes; gossip, no.
he's willing to drive to tennessee with me.
he's got a future, a plan, a goal.
he's a traditional boy, from a good family.
he's not ashamed to sing in front of me. or to play me his song with his ex.
i can ask him a question and know i'll either get the truth or a stubborn "no answer".
he doesn't care about my ridiculous family.
his best friend is one of my new favorite people.
if you get him talking about michigan football i'll just think his passion is adorable.
he makes me laugh by saying the stupidest, most random things.
we spend hours sitting in his basement and instead of being bored i leave there wanting more.
he calms me down, and i clean up after him.
he's up front, he's honest, he doesn't keep things from me.
he isn't the person he thinks i want him to be, he's just unapologetically himself.
he doesn't get jealous, the line between cheating and flirting is black and white to him.
we're opposites, but we complement each other more than enough.
i want to prove to him that the word "love" can have a great meeting.
i want to be the girl that changes things for him.
i want to learn about silly college football so i can enjoy games with him.
i want him to meet my best friend, to spend a weekend with three of my favorite people together.
i want to continue random basement games of rubber band target practice, smartass comments back and forth, yahtzee wrestling, music browsing, making him take me on dates, watching scrubs and movies, cuddling with his dog charlie, spending nights with him.
i think i want to fall in love with him-eventually.
most of all i think i want to take my time with him- with "us".
progress, move slow, look back and not see radical differences, just a slight change until who knows what we could find.
he isn't overly affectionate, doesn't use pet names, and has already adamantly abhorred the word "love".
he's got me writing his essays just to see him do well.
every once in a while he wraps me up in a huge hug and won't let me go.
he forces me to be confident, to think well of myself.
he honestly wants wait to have sex with me until he can make love to me.
he's stubborn, i'm persistent.
he's honest about what he does and doesn't care about-me, yes; gossip, no.
he's willing to drive to tennessee with me.
he's got a future, a plan, a goal.
he's a traditional boy, from a good family.
he's not ashamed to sing in front of me. or to play me his song with his ex.
i can ask him a question and know i'll either get the truth or a stubborn "no answer".
he doesn't care about my ridiculous family.
his best friend is one of my new favorite people.
if you get him talking about michigan football i'll just think his passion is adorable.
he makes me laugh by saying the stupidest, most random things.
we spend hours sitting in his basement and instead of being bored i leave there wanting more.
he calms me down, and i clean up after him.
he's up front, he's honest, he doesn't keep things from me.
he isn't the person he thinks i want him to be, he's just unapologetically himself.
he doesn't get jealous, the line between cheating and flirting is black and white to him.
we're opposites, but we complement each other more than enough.
i want to prove to him that the word "love" can have a great meeting.
i want to be the girl that changes things for him.
i want to learn about silly college football so i can enjoy games with him.
i want him to meet my best friend, to spend a weekend with three of my favorite people together.
i want to continue random basement games of rubber band target practice, smartass comments back and forth, yahtzee wrestling, music browsing, making him take me on dates, watching scrubs and movies, cuddling with his dog charlie, spending nights with him.
i think i want to fall in love with him-eventually.
most of all i think i want to take my time with him- with "us".
progress, move slow, look back and not see radical differences, just a slight change until who knows what we could find.