Abby. New York. Summer. Friends. Family. Love. Boys. Tanning. Texting. Happiness. Blue Eyes. Music. The Beach. Taylor Swift. Drake. Singing. Gymnastics. Kissing. Smiling. Tumblr. Pizza. Mac and Cheese. Roses. The Sun. Llamas. Pink.
He looks in your eyes and tells you your beautiful, he calls you cute, and calls every morning, you text all day and talk all night, he tells you about his dreams, and you tell him about yours. How your day was. He sings to you, writes you a song that melts your heart, you fall more in love everyday. He sends you flowers, and little presents that mean things takes you out on special dates, you have special moments when he looks at you and says “these are the times I know we’re gonna be together forever” He makes you feel special, he lets you wear his clothes, you hold hands and snuggle, and watch movies, he draws you things and say your always on his mind. Am I right? He’s saying and has said and done the same stuff to me. don’t feel so special sweetheart.