Silence isn't silence at all
here i am at patt-cakes house...i enjoy the silence of sound. his laughter puts a smile on my face, and yet, i don't really understand how so. i mean, he isn't even talking exactly to me, but i'm looking at him right NOW.. and he just looks so peackefull. ( he flashes me a picture of him and his brother-he's so adorable) i wimper, and he kisses me. he's done and now complaing that i finished his pasta, it was GOOOOOOD! he just left the room. sigh, i'm extremely happy being able to just be in his presence. i love him, more than i love myself...
he's telling me about my earings, and has no idea how much i am in love with him...