#4112013

My boyfriend just left my house. He came about 6 or so miles on his bike down to my house to spend time with me for about four or five hours and he just left and rode 6 or so miles back to his house. I love him. We cuddled and watched tv and just laughed and talked about the most random things. And I loved it. I feel like any position that we get in, no matter how uncomfortable it's supposed to be, is comfortable with him. I feel like we're two puzzle pieces that just click together. Like we were literally made for each other. It makes me smile just thinking about it. We had to do some shopping for my mom today and I accidentally let it slip that I hadn't eaten for two or more days. And he just stared at me and told me that I shouldn't be getting into those habits... So, as soon as we came back to my house, he gave me a goodbye kiss and then left. And I ate. And I didn't feel so bad for it. Not like I usually do. And that made me happy. He's slowly helping me. And I thank him for that. ❤ I have a notebook that I write letters for him in. I try to write in it every single day. I have about 9 or 10 pages full of letters, and I've only had the notebook for about a week. When I'm finished, I'm going to put them in envelopes. And on those envelopes I'll write "open one to remind yourself that I love you". And those envelopes I will put in a box. And eventually I'll give it to him. Because whenever he so much as doubts how much I care about him, I want him to read one of those letters and be reminded that I DO care. That he DOES mean a lot to me. That I DO love him. (: And that he's the best person in the world. I love you. 4112013~~ ❤