pf changs and "what's her name"

Laying with you today, looking back on all those past posts, all those hints and hopes that I wrote into words, hoping and praying that you'd read them for what they were, I could not help but smile in my heart as we read them together. I wanted you to be a part of my life that first night I met you and from then on, each moment I got the chance to be with you, I was there. From "not sitting in the front seat" to the seats we chose at pizza that night, being dissapointed when you left that first night to that comment on here that baffled me all day long. I'm so glad we both had the strength to see it through because I could not want anything more. I love our inside jokes, how we gang up on people and stand up for each other, how you always make sure I'm warm and never cold, even to have the heater on when you're burning up. I love knowing that you'll call, never having to worry that I won't hear from you at some point, how you need a "warm up" to do your homework and how you tell me everything. I love how I can spend days on end with you and still not want you to go at the end of the weekend, how a day when I don't see you seems like forever and how our "breakfasts" have a whole different meaning to us than to everyone else. I love our jokes about "what's her name" and how we like dream of PF changs, how you made me soup and brought me chocolate and watched over me all weekend. Thank you for being so brilliant, captivating, fabulous and all the other words we've thought up but always forget. You mean the world to me and take my breath away every time. I miss you minutes after you leave and think about you all the time, thanks baby... haha.