I love summer.
I love being with him.
I love the way he holds my hand while walking.
I love the way he put his hand on my lap during a bus ride home.
I love the way he put my head on his shoulders when I feel sleepy.
I love the way he makes sure I got home safe.
I love the way he makes me laugh.
I love the way people think that we are not an ordinary bunch of teenagers crazily in love with each other.
I love the way he say "NOO!" when people ask him if he wants to get married soon.
I love the way he picture his dreams-with me.
That despite being childish most of the times, he constantly reminds me to take one day at a time, to see things positively and to be myself and enjoy every little bit of it-good or bad. And when my hormones raged, when I messed up, he's not afraid to tell me upfront what is wrong with me- a thing many people around me cannot do, just because they are intimidated.
Even when people stereotyped me as the "know-it-all-girl-who-didn't-graduate-on-time" and "the-girl-everybody-hates-because-_________", he stayed with me, wiped my tears and asked me to do just one thing: smile.
That's just beyond sweet, my labs. :)
Enjoy your summer...with him..
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Thank you Dess. :)
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