Today me and him wondered through chinook, his computer is slowly taking a turn for the worse, and after having it diagnosed as a piece of unfixable shit, we found ourselves in a high end jewellery store where we felt out of place (we didnt 4 grand in our pockets) They even had a buzzer.
Of course after that we both got really hungry and of course, couldnt decide what to eat. So we wondered through safeway and while I was peeing myself due to him taking in a racial accent, we found some pizza, took it and ran.
No just kidding we paid.
To my surprise my family had put off dishes yet again and so me and him scrubbed down yesterdays pots and my parents ecsessive amounts of wine glasses. He tried to read my diary type thing, but I always caught him before he could. Maybe one day I will read it to you.
We then attempted to watch a movie but because a movie comes second to our physical desires we literally dropped the ball on that one.... Like my computer actually fell on the ground. We got creative- cream...who knew!
After I tired him out, we went and got slurpees. He let me drive.....
I dont think he knew how nervous I really was, my feet were shaking everytime I laid my foot on the gas. It hit me that I was in control, and I freaked out just a tiny bit. Once I got us there alive, I realized how much fun it was and having that control is something I really like.
We drove around looking at houses that were ridiculously large and amazing. I now understand my moms obsession with it..
Then we found ourselves back at my house, we made our way downstairs and just talked, I love just talking. Whatever comes to mind, I love listening to his ideas, and dreams.
Sadly, he had to go, and is leaving for Mexico tomorrow. BUT DONT WORRY I WILL SEE YOU THERE. Its only 2989.24 miles by highway.
We kissed goodbye, well... more like I kept kissing him trying to make him stay..... but I like to think it was mutual.
Another day with you- another day where I get to fall in love with you over and over again, even more than yesterday.
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