August 2012
I'm scared.
I’m scared that one day, you will just stop talking to me out of the blue because you found someone better who came along. You’d find someone who was prettier, someone who made you laugh, someone who made you get all kinds of butterflies in your stomach. You’ll start talking to her, and you’ll start ignoring me. I’m just scared that I’m going to lose you once someone better comes along.
I'm jealous of your pillow. It gets to cuddle with you every single night.
