One thinks that we would be so cute and just wants to see us
together and wants us to get married.
And the other one thinks that he is creepy and ugly and weird and
makes fun of the fact that we talk but then calls me his
wife...
Then there is me who is too confused to see my feelings clearly.
I like the way he makes me feel and how he can always cheer me up
and make me smile. he may not be the cutest or thinnest or
smartest but neither am i. He is always there for me, knows when
something is wrong, and can always cheer me up though and that
means more than anything.