I love spending time with you, I can’t believe it myself how much I do. Your cute smile lights me up on the inside every time I see you, and some how you tolerate my quirks, and overly scattered brain.
The other night on Valentine’s Day, I came over without an expectation, then your cute set-up made me nervous as all hell; the fact you can make me nervous is impressive to begin with.
I’m also grateful you didn’t go running when you saw parts of my overly communal livin space later.
You’re pretty much amazing, and I’ll probably stop being a chicken shit soon enough and maybe say some of this to your face. It’s not often one finds a guy like you. —That Guy Who Asked for a Sleep Over
This article appears in Feb 16-22, 2012.
When you finally get a chance to say how you feel, I would avoid the “small package” reference.
mmm small package… maybe that’s why you didn’t get to stay over.