Whoah. I finally let him do it. Dee touched my chest. SKIN. Not like he was pushy, we had been talking about it for weeks, months probably. You should have seen his face. He thinks they’re cute. He says he thinks everything about me is cute. I love it 🙂 I really love him.
I love lyrics more and more every day. I hope to God that he gives me the gift to write my own someday.