Oct 31, 2005 22:39
The ride home was nothing short of blissful. Scott, I love you. I really truly do. There are somany incredible moments that are smothered in my mind as just you, me and The Rocket Summer, holding hands, hugs, tears, and laughter. You are amazing. I never tell you this, but I know that we are gonna be roommates and we are going to fight about me smoking on the porch and I'm going to bitch about how the alcohol covers the counters and then we won't care cause we'll drink it and be merry and everyone will be jealous of Scott and Tiffany's place because it will be decorated the bestbestbestxinfinty. Honest to Jesus, I am okay now that you are not away. You really don't know how much I need you. You are amaazing. Yes, two A's. Bestboyfriendever.
Taylor, you are truly my first love. Thank you for holding me and telling me not to worry. I know that I say I hate that, but sometimes it's just the repetition of your advice that is soothing to me. You are the one person in the world who can spark every emotion I have and I just have no idea how to react. I don't think words describe how you make me feel. I know that I get jealous sometimes, but some amazing girl (who graduated early and lives in Portland and is my hero on myspace!) told me that it's just cause I'm in love. I want to be near you all the time, and when I'm with you I just cannot stop thinking of how crazy you drive me. I honestly can never get enough of you. Trust me, love.. Before I met you I was much more rational. Now I'm just crazy, for you of course. I am so utterly and completely in love with you.
P.S. - I love when we have sex and then shower and then swing on my back porch and smoke and then when you make me mad cause you are not a good poet at all.