While I was leaving church I was thinking about things we used to do. Like when he used to come up to see me and had coupons clipped out for me in a baggy. Or when we used to stay up and watch Adult Swim EVERY Saturday. I remember when we talked over twitter about shows we missed. Just thinking about all of that makes me remember how much he really is my best friend. Like, I don't think I've ever had a best friend as great as him. Everyday I don't talk to him hurts. I remember when we used to talk from 9pm until 4am. I remember the roses I got for our 1 year anniversary. Now, I'm left wondering is he thinking about me? I remember when he came over and stayed with me for the first night, helped me bathe, and laid beside me and waited for me to fall asleep as he whispered "I won't ever let anything bad happen to you." I'll never forget that. It was like a movie. It made me smile when I thought about that night when he went to red box and got Date Night and Shutter Island and ate chinese food with that nasty four loko. I want to go back to that. Why can't we go back to that? That time he came up on his birthday and surprised me at my front door with his cake in his hand. I cried that night because I was so happy and had spent that whole day alone. He came to spend his birthday with me and make me happy, too. I pray that we get back to the good old days or somewhere close.
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