Today..oh goodness. So he moved back home, and I went to visit him and took him cookies. He skrewed up his knee so he was gimping around. We stood outside on the porch of the house and he leaned against the rail and pulled me in, and I leaned against him. I kissed his cheek, and the leaned up to kiss the tip of his nose, which he's always complaining is too long. Then he kissed me. I've known the guy almost five years and have fallen harder for him as the years have gone by...I almost wanted to say, "What took you so long?" but I didn't. I love him so much. If only there weren't those darn complications....