we talk from the moment we wake up, to the moment we go to sleep. I know his life story, and he knows mine. we know the best and worst things about each other, and we still stick around. We don't go a day without saying "I love you". We have cute pet names from each other like "hun, babe, sweetie, &ballgoof(inside joke)." When I'm cold he tells me he wants to cuddle. He tells me I look pretty even when I wear sweats, a t-shirt, my hair up&my glasses, even though I know he's lying. When I'm mad at him, he doesn't even argue he just says "I'm so sorry. I love you <3". For my 16th birthday he's taking me sky diving because he knows I've always wanted to go. He loves how nerdy&loserish I am. I can tell him anything, even horrible things and he never gets mad, just upset. He's there for me more than my own family. I love him, I love our relationship. But he isn't my boyfriend...
he's just my bestfriend.