“the games on it 20 minutes, so….

let’s sext now so I have time to watch the game”

ok.

and now you’re changing the subject.

you were embarrassed to hold my hand in public.

that hurt more than you think

isn’t it amazing that one day, we’re going to tell the stories about the night we met. we’ll seem so old. and we’ll seem so lovely. and we’ll seem so in love. and we’ll still be madly, oh so madly, in love.

I guess I have to get used to that you either:

1) are embarrassed by me. 

2) want me to look like a little puppy dog that just follows you around

3) don’t like public displays of affection… like holding hands

I fucking love holding hands.