It all started when we were 15.
Lasted Clements High School.
Freshman Year of Collage.
Jerusalem.
And now…
Why I love this boy:
-opens doors for me. Even when he has an arm load
-makes funny noises when he’s thinking or trying to get his idea across
-rubs my back and doesn’t even ask for a rub in return
-is the most ticklish person I’ve ever met
-hardest worker I know
-conveniently always has chocolate with him
-quick to forgive and slow to judge
-probably doesn’t understand my breakfast habits but accepts them (I eat lunch/dinner foods for breakfast… For example: this morning I had Taqitos and ketchup)
-puts up with my music ADD
-waits for me to hang up…Every time… With out fail…
Perfect? Yes. For me.
