we had a long talk last Friday. we had a conversation we really needed to have about everything. to clear up everything, to make it all fair.
it’s hard to explain a term like “best friend.” i feel like in this day & age, it’s pretty loosely used. i mean, i’m guilty of that. i have a lot of good friends, best friends. but he’s the best of them all. i can say that confidently.
we have the same interests almost down to the last detail. we think in the same way. haha, he’s so interested in psychology (being pre-med in it & all) that i joked he was just analyzing me. “i’m not really trying to come off as analyzing you. i’m just interested in it because it’s like analyzing or seeing myself.”
he’s only been to ONE show without me since we got together.
he came to my house every night to lay around & do nothing. when nothingness doesn’t feel awkward…ah, no words
with that aside, i’ve been telling him i love him ever since. he means the most to me. he never once said it back to me & it only bothered me a little. (i’m spoiled rotten, you know?) his actions spoke much louder & clearer than any words anyway.
but for the first time, he said to me, “i love you.” the words have been ringing ever since.
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