i swallow my pride to talk to you, thinking you're gonna explode on me for just existing and conversing with you. who the fuck do you think you are? i waited for you. i told you yet you pull this shit where you're not sure and that you dont wanna be a secret. i didnt say you were gonna be a secret. FUCK. that afternoon/night/morning was nice. i told you it felt like a dream. not real. we were an us again. we were able to just be. even kevin just blahhed. i mean we watched weeds. and then just ate. i made you ramen. and last night, well you know, i remember what you said, you wanna be with me forever. then prove it.