...til i move to edna...
i started writing something, then my computer froze up...all i really said was that i promise i'm not a crazy girl for liking/caring/possibly loving this guy...3 years is a long time to stay patient and wait through the tears and heartache everytime i leave him and him, me...but it's also hard that he's one of my best friends, and his best friends are my best friends because we all have the same friends...
nothing makes me more certain that this is the guy that i will fall in love with first...but everything makes me wonder if it will be a one way street or a 2 way highway...it would be awesome, but who knows...
it's the little things that make me happy about him...from him getting his leg hairs caught in a sticker in my car, to him throwing an apple out my car window but instead punching the window because he missed, to talking about relationships and how fast someone jumps into one, to laughing about absolutely nothing, to throwing rocks at me, to laying his legs on me, to splashing me, throwing volleyballs at me, to falling asleep in my car because he's so comfortable with me, to looking me in the eye and thinking nothing is wrong and that everything is right, to making me believe that somewhere within all this time and the people we've dated, that possibly it's possible that i'm that one...and that's just in a 24 hour time span haha
i've never been an easy person...ALWAYS a complicated person...and leave it to me to continue that tradition...because nothing is more on my mind than what i've done wrong and right and what i can do to progress this relationship...gah
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