I had a dream about him last night. We were
together again . We were
at his house , like old
times. Sitting
on his couch, hand in hand. Just hanging out, completely
comfortable with
eachother. He asked me why I loved him. I thought about
it for a second and
finally answered. "Well, for starters, you always tell me
I'm gorgeous and know
exactly what to say and when to say it. You can make me
laugh until it hurts &
you can change my mood completely when I'm at my lowest
point. You're smart
and extremely cute, and deffinately
romantic. Lastly, you love me for
me." He
smiled, then kissed me.
Then I woke
up, and
I cried my eyes out.
