You

I Love :
traveling half way across the island just to see you for half an hour to buy tickets for the show.
traveling half way across the island just to see you play for half an hour then half way back to work.
You looking at me when I play it wrong.
how my inbox is filled with your messages, I keep everyone of 'em.
waiting for your sms-es every night.
waiting for your replies.
thinking about you and about this blog post the whole day.
thinking of crazy things to do with you, like salsa dancing.
how you look when you fall sick, no makeup, so perfect.
how you're down-to-earth, who enjoys cup noodles on valentines.
how your house and mine are pretty close, so I can always give you rides.
you sitting on the passenger side, unbuckled, so dangerous.
you sitting on the passenger side, commenting on my music, so agreeable, so truthful.
how you're always on my side.
you eating in my car.
waiting up every night just to see you come online.
waiting up every night just to talk to you online.
you ending every sms with a smiley.
you laughing in every sms, "haha"
you agreeing with me.
how you hate school.
you waiting for me being late at every single date.
how you would recommend me chick flicks to watch.
you thinking I'm good.
us sitting at McDonalds hearing live bands.
us gossiping.
us talking about the past.
us talking about the future.
people talking about us.
people still talking about us.
the church's tendenacy to in-breed.
trying to remember every movie we watched together.
how's there's graffiti on the wall at my house which says "ken -hearts- "insert name here", which isn't even done by me
you gently rejecting me.