The beginning... old feelings

ok, so at first i didnt know you, you were just some weird guy insisting i should take his hoodie because i was cold...but i thought about you for days afterward,

and on and off since then....then on the mats i thought you seemed interesting and maybe familiar....I liked the way you flirted and you seemed to be a really fun guy...

you kinda weirded me out by asking to make out and saying stuff like you look like you could use some tongue action? but when you kissed me it was even more wierd....i had

never had a guys tongue touch my lips...i thought about that kiss for a while and i get on facebook alot, so i looked for the friend request.....when you saw me in the hallway is when i

really started to like you, you had asked if i remembered you and you seemed so friendly and i dont know what draws me towards you....But i really liked you, not quiet date like

till we started talking, and stuff.....

Well i think about the kiss alot, and it flatters me. We started talking on facebook and when you told me to add your other account so we could continue to talk, i was just like wow

he might actually like like me. and when you asked to talk on the phone, i really liked it. I like your voice and you stayed up so long with me, and we talked and talked,

and we talked like night after night, and i just started to like you more, i wanted to hang out with you. When i figured out you were the hoodie guy i liked you even more.

and i like Filipinos, that dark complexion that isnt like really really dark. You take charge, yet when i said no, it meant no to you. and you have a sense of humor. in the theater

i just wanted to scoot as close as i could to the arm rest and lean my head on your shoulder, or kiss you when we were on your bed, and in the car on the way home, and at my

door step when you dropped me off. I dont know how to describe holding hands with you, but i love it. and it feels so good so i called it hand sex haha I get butterflies with

you and i get goosebumps/butterflies when i think about being with you. I just wanna be in your arms or holding your hand. You are so nice and sweet. You opened all the doors

and held them too, you remembered that i think guys in button ups are snazzy, and i like my neck to be messed with. You are a really cool guy, and SWEET! I hope this 

relationship last WAY longer than the others put together. Im drawn to you, like a moth to a light, or Winne the Pooh is to honey. I think i might love you :)

Rereading this makes me think "how naive of me." makes me think "i'm stronger now" makes me think "eww puppy love" ... Puppies grow up into dogs, and my dog love for you died.