“Mew”
Chasing you around the house when you would steal my food.
The Lion King.
Being the big spoon.
Our bath.
“Hello, yes this is dog”
Kissing you awake.
Everlong.
Being your blanket.
Giving you your dog tag necklace.
Warm hands.
When you told me you were in love with me.
Hearing you say I love you.
Quoting movie scenes and laughing for hours.
Even warmer bodies.
Your adorable blink.
The Emperors New Groove.
Laying in bed with you for hours.
Being “high school sweethearts”
When you gave me BJ, who I sleep with every night.
“Pretend you have a knife.” “I have a knife.”
Dancing and my feet being a metre off the ground
Tummy kisses.
Calling me your home.
Pretending to be a mormon having sex.
Being better at you at Predators.
Words With Friends.
Sneaking away from school to spend the day in bed.
The hand job under the blanket.
Tucking me in.
Your nose operation & how cute you looked.
Numerous nick names.
My sippy cup.
Spinning me like we’re dancing while we’re walking cause we’re cute.
You understanding & accepting me.
Catching myself smiling when I would think about you.
How you loved everything I hated about myself.
When I would ask what do you want and you would always answer “You”
Back scratches & massages.
Walking around in your jocks.
Sex perfectly balanced between fucking & “making love”
Showers together.
Shower sex, amongst other things.
You watching me shower.
Watching you shower, your perfect body.
Crying watching The Road. Yes you too.
Teaching you to make jelly.
“Penees”
Our first date with my mum.
Tracing your veins.
Your jaw line
How you would look at me.
Feeling beautiful because you thought I was.
Waking up & having every day be okay because you were with me.
My birthday.
What you wrote on my Nirvana poster.
Everything you said to me.
Fucking to A Serbian Film.
When you would try to leave and so I’d arch my back with my arse in the air.
Covering my eyes to protect me from animal movie scenes.
Being there when Ash passed.
Meeting your family.
You freaking out and clutching me during horror films.
“I love you most” fights
Flairy floss.
“I made a funny”
Being your ice queen.
Singing “Otherside” by RHCP.
How you would bite your lip.
Your creepy little wave that always made me laugh.
Transformers.
“CHUBBY BUNNY”
Skeleton Boy.
Countless movies.
Even more kisses.
Saying I love you between every sentence.
Sneaky sex around the house with everyone home.
Cumming on me & flipping me upside down so it trickles over my boobs into my mouth.
Teasing you & watching you shiver.
When we would cum together.
Having you hold me & hearing you say “It feels right having you in my arms”
Planning our engagement, our home.
Telling you I love you for the first time.
Butterflies whenever I would talk to you.
Road head.
Sex to Deftones.
Discussing what our kids will look like.
Imagining our wedding.
Our perfect sex scenario.
Your lip scar.
Noodle World.
Laughing at my facial expressions.
“This is my face when you leave”
Having my mum ask if you wanted a muffin while you were still inside me.
The excitement when I would hear you walk up to my house.
Opening that door to that gorgeous smile of yours.
Entangling our bodies for hours.
Theo.
Sneaking away from draft camp.
Word search on my phone.
Cramming into my single bed.
Creepy faces we’d would pull.
Watching me from under the door.
Being able to eat.
Feeling comfortable about my body for the first time.
How you were so proud to call me yours, and you mine.
Those fucking perfect lips.
Your beautiful eyes.
Infinite inside jokes.
Being “Thumbelina” to the football dads.
Basil.
Countless animals we were going to own.
Wrestling each other.
“What Pinky’s Song Actually Sounded Like”
Not being able to get through one movie before we were all over eachother.
Neopets.
You making an absolute idiot of yourself to make me smile.
That retarded laugh of yours that was funnier than the joke.
The intense sexual attraction we had.
That moment during sex when we’d grasp each other & never feel closer.
Sex on the kitchen bench in the middle of making noodles.
You putting up with watching Sex & The City for me.
Crying in front of you for the first time.
How you ran to me after the car accident.
Walking all the way from Viewbank to mine and back at 2am.
Sneaky kisses and touches in public.
“The Hargreaves”
Laying in your arms watching the storm.
Taking eachother out to dinner & cold rock.
How proud I was & still am of you, but of being able to call you mine.
Feeling like the luckiest person on the planet.
Never seeing anyone in love how we were.
Missing you the minute you weren’t within arms reach.
Putting up with your snoring.
Driving to my house & then straight back to yours for sex.
Not being able to sleep when you would go home.
Potato gems.
Reading the newspaper together.
Agreeing to marriage & kids with you after swearing I never would.
Walking around your house naked cooking.
Making you pasta & your favourite breakfast of eggs.
How you loved when I breathed near your ear.
That little moan before you’re about to cum.
The most perfect smell of you.
The taste of you.
Feeling so completely safe with you around.
Seeing old couples & smiling at how that one day would be us.
You chasing me up the stairs & me freaking out and slamming the door.
Cuddles with Narla.
Teaching me to play Batman.
Falling asleep on you all those times.
Having you know how to make the panic stop.
Matching our breathing.
Listening to your heartbeat.
Watching your games and wanting to run onto the field & kiss you.
Going out to eat & ordering for you because I know you better then anyone.
Seeing you happy.
The pure content we felt when together.
I remember the chicken coop.
Feeding George sticks & scaring you so much you farted.
You trying to push me into the bird cage & almost crying.
Imitating the Lonely Island.
Saying to eachother “We’re so fucking weird but I love it”
Watching you sleep.
When you would tuck me in, and I would sook in my sleep once you left.
Your body & how it felt against mine.
Kissing you for the first time at Cams.
“Baj”
Barnhard
Going to the odd party but only spending time with eachother.
Planning experiences we couldn’t wait to have together.
How my hand felt in yours.
Maccas runs, slurpee runs & countless cans of mother.
Our insane love for Slipknot.
Singing in the car together.
Spending recess & lunch laying on the oval hugging.
Having you sneak into my classroom or spares, or wait for me after class.
Being in sync with each other.
Building our entire world around each other.
Being entirely comfortable with you & sharing all of my secrets.
Every moment we spent together.
Being the most beautiful girl in the world to you.
Having you being the most certain thing in my life.
Being bestfriends.
How we’d say, we’re not perfect, but we’re perfect for each other.
Having you be my soul mate, my angel, my one bit of good in all the shit.
When you asked what do I see when I look at you, and I would say “I see the man I’m going to marry.
When I asked you what you would do if I died, and you replied that you would take up a religion where you are with your loved ones once you passed, and then you’d take your own life.
Being your kitten, & you my bunny.

I remember the moment my heart broke.
I remember you saying you weren’t in love with me anymore in some stupid attempt to make you leaving for Brisbane easier.
I remember you saying it was over.
Collapsing & screaming for hours in pain.

I will always be in love with you.
I adore you with every fibre of me.
I have never been in so much pain.
It’s not right not having you be mine.
I won’t find someone else & I don’t want to.
We were special, different than everyone else.

I will wait for you.

“As long as you’re mine, I’ll always be yours”

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