I've Got You Babe

That's the song I thought of when I wanted to write this. Probably because I love refering to her as 'babe' or 'baby' just because it's perfectly cute for her.

I haven't smiled this much in soooo long. It's ridiculous. But now that I've started talking to her, I haven't stopped smiling. I really do like her. I can't see myself not talking to her. Her and I are both in band, so I get to see her quite often.

We had a football game yesterday, and she sat next to me. I felt my heart beating so fast the moment I layed eyes on her. I was so happy when she let me put my arm around her. I couldn't even begin to explain what I felt while my arm was around her. And even when I squeezed her tightly next to me, my heart beat faster.

We shared smiles, laughter, and I know that it felt more than perfect having her next to me.
My cheeks hurt from smiling after she held my hand. It was perfection.

Our team won the football game. So we got onto the bus, got changed, and were off onto our way home. She even sat next to me on the way home. I couldn't have asked for a more perfect time then I shared with her.
September 24th, 2011 at 11:18pm