I love him. If you can’t accept that, then I don’t accept you.
He’s everything. Everything and more. I’ve never felt this way before, ever. People say I’m crazy because I say I “Love” him. But they aren’t us. I play basketball with him and actually play. We can go and kiss eachother during the game. Lay down and be in his arms, or be the weirdo’s we are together and feel the same way we do about eachother. So god forbid I say I love him. But I mean it <3
