Yes… You Do Make Me Happy
April 27th, 2007 12:58 a.m.
You… You never fail to make me smile. I feel alive when you’re around. When you’re near, it’s like nothing else matters. A smile from you takes a whole day’s burden off my shoulders. The sound of your voice just keeps me going. You are the only one person who always try to make fun of himself just to make me smile… to keep me sane… to make me happy…. ain’t that the sweetest? The way you said "healthy" and wrinkled your nose looking straight at me were just sooo cute I badly wanted to pinch your pink cheeks and kiss them afterwards. Your dorkiness make my day worthwhile. I just want to hear your "goodnight" every night before I sleep… and when I don’t… I feel like something is missing and taht something should be done.I dreamt of us last night. I was leaning against you, your arms around my waist, we were surrounded by my old friends and in the background some band was playing Nina’s song "I Do" in some alternative rock way. So what does that mean? Do you care for me too? Do you miss me when you don’t see me? Are you ever gonna like me too? Are you ever going to admit it?
