i hate how pms makes you so emotional
i sat on my bed and studied a picture of him and i, and even though you can only see a smidge bit of my face you can still tell how extremely happy i am. we sat on my front lawn 4th of july, looking up at the stars and watching the fireworks slowly die down, talking about everything from what comes after life to life on other planets, but when he held me tight and told me he loved me, it made me want to stop time and spend eternity, there in that moment, watching the 2 shooting stars we saw. like in the movies, my stomach jumps and my toes curl when he comes near, but when he looks in my eyes and tells me "im so lucky" i go into a state of awe because i think im the one thats "so lucky." and even though he'll pretend to be superior and make me feel silly or even give me massive wedgies i can't get over how he can make me laugh or just how happy he makes me. just side effects of love i guess.
