So much to be happy for

I guess I'm being silly.
Puppy love and all.
But seriously, I'm so happy.

You just make me happy.

And I can feel my friends looking at us and wondering

"When did this happen?"
"Why are they together?"
"WTH?"

Seriously, I don't care.
I'm not ashamed of this.
I feel lucky.
I don't know how I deserve this.

And it's makes me feel fit to burst that you feel the same way.

Yay for puppy love.
Yay for crushes,
yay for being hoenst and logical and mature about this
Knowing what it is.




On a related note.
I saw him looking at me today.
Watching.
That's all.
Watching.
I couldn't read the expression.

And somehow it just continues to make me angry.
He has a right to look I suppose.
But
I'm not his. Not anymore.
And he can't seem to understand.

Well.
too bad for you



IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD CAFE:

So maybe it really wasn't
such a huge
ginormous huge deal.

Look at that.
i'm still here.

And okay,
I knew it would be so.
I knew it wasnt gonna be so bad.



Sometimes, as i watch Steven walk
away, to go get something or whatever,
i still see him as that little
boy i befriended, so long ago.

Just the way i can still, read his emotions in
his body still, the way he walks still, still the
familiar way he looks around at the
world around him.

I still see that little boy.

Even though now he's 6'2 and 9 years older.
& i've known him half my life.

Somethings never change.
I'm glad he hasn't.

Or
I'm glad we always will, together.