This past weekend has been full of hysterics because I literally when through an entire box of tissues due to how much crying I did. But you were my “knight in shining armor” as always, listening to me rant and cry because I feel so lonely in Gainesville. Thank you for being there at 1:00 in the morning, even though I couldn’t understand anything you were saying because you were mumbling. I love you darling, with all my heart.
On Saturday, I didn’t get anxiety due to the tobacco, I think it was me going crazy. I think I’ve been on edge for no reason at all, but then I think its just because I’ve been missing you so much, because not only are you my boyfriend, but your my best friend. You’re here for my worst times and to catch me when I fall. I think that if I continue to fall over and over again that you’ll give up on trying to catch me and ….
I don’t even want to think about it anymore. You told me you want me as your wife within the next two years. It’s scary, but thrilling to know that someone who I love wants to be with me for a life time. I trust you wholeheartedly. I think that’s what scares me the most.
Dear Clayton, tonight all we did was talk and watch Pretty Woman together on our laptops. It made me so happy that I could watch a movie with you even though you weren’t snuggled up behind me. I’ve never seen the entire movie so I was glad to finally watch it with you. We talked about life instead of playing Torchlight, and all you kept saying was that you wanted to just look at me and not do anything else. You’re such a cheeseball and romantic, it makes me heart explode.
I just can’t wait till we move in together, because the only time I won’t be able to see you is when you go to work. And you work early in the morning, which means that I’ll only miss your warmth in bed at 5 o’clock. You mean everything, without you I won’t be able to cope with just life in general.
One day, I’m gonna show you this and you’re gonna tear up at this god dammit, just because I said so. I love you baby. Don’t ever forget that.
And if we have a minute, why don’t we go? Talk about it somewhere only we know? This could be the end of everything, so why don’t we go, somewhere only we know?
You’re so perfect for me you make me want to cry. Is it possible that you’re almost just too perfect? Like as in, you’re not good enough for me, or that actually, I’m not good enough for you? I still don’t understand as to why you have stuck around as long as you have. It makes me happy to know that the love I have for you isn’t just one sided, but that you can feel it too. I think that’s what makes you so perfect. You love me for me. That’s all I need.
I’d like to have a word with you. The word is sex.
I couldn’t stand to look at my old tumblr. It held too many memories that no longer have any meaning towards my life anymore. So I started another one. With the same domain name. “To be crafted in the art of magic”.