But I can't stop thinking about what you said and wonder if you meant or just said it because you know how I feel about you.
You're gorgeous, babe.
And I heart you. And I can't wait to speak to you again every time we say "Sweet dreams." And I already miss you. And I can't wait to ask you how your trip went. And every time I hug you I can't wait to hug you again. Oh, your hugs are terrible, but I love the feeling of your arms around my waist and your warmth and the smell of your cologne. I love your eyes and your goofy smile. And the way you look at me when I say something that doesn't make any sense; just the way you look at me.