Monday, 11 June 2012
06:01:23 PM (GMT)
He's really cute. And he does cute things.
Like the way he makes this noise he says our band teacher calls a lion noise. Just
the way his face is when he does it.
And when he laughs, it reminds me of the way Goofy laughs.
And the other night he didn't want to burden my dad with the task of driving him
home. "I live down the street, what does it matter?" He said.
"It's nine at night and it's dark." I said.
"I don't care, you're dad's busy." He said.
"I don't care, we'll drive you." I said.
And he refused and started walking down the street, "Hahaha, look at me, I'm walking
and it's dark." And I was like NOPE. And so I grabbed his shirt and I said "come on,
we're driving you." And he said, "I give up." and took his shirt off. So here I am
sitting in the middle of my street at nine on a Saturday night staring at my
shirtless boyfriend who wants to walk home.
Damn I wish I hadn't given Matt the shirt back.
But today. We went to Dunkin Donuts and talked about everything. And we went to the
grocery store and I bought Zebra cakes and we walked up to the church and lied in the
grass and talked about more everything. And then my mom told me to come home.
"Hey Matt, what's 'music' in Spanish?"
" la musica, why?"
"I don't know, it sounds like the name of an encyclopedia."
"MOO-sih-kuh. Think of it, Encyclopedia Moosica. Everything you'll ever need
to know about moose, and all the things you'll never need to know, too."
But we started walking to my house. He was gripping the straps of his backpack. I
grew some balls. I reached out for his hand.
"Hey, can I see this for a second?"
I wrap my fingers in his. His arms are long and mine are short. So it's weird but I
can get used to it. His hands are perfectly sized though.
"Okay thanks." I say. And smile. He smiles. We smile. And yeah. Baby steps.
I think this is gonna get even more amazing that it already is.
Matt and me<3