I love him. He is keeping me sane. He is my rock. Butterflies flurry at just his smallest touch. He is my Edward Cullin, he is a mystery to me. He isn't easy to read. He might get jealous, but he doesn't show it. I love him, but i feel like he doesn't love me. When he smiles, it makes me feel happy. When he's sad, I'm sad. If he's angry, well i try and understand and see his reasoning for it. But i'd swim the ocean for him, even if he is my guy who wouldn't cross a puddle for me. As bad as it might sound, its the truth. I love you as much as any 14 year old girl can love someone. When i think about you, i think of memories we'll make, memories that were made, and how i'm the luckiest girl in the world to be able to say that you're mine and only mine. So don't ever think i don't love you because... Well.....


                                 I DO!