It feels like summer a little bit.

Lately life has been nice, except for one or two meh things. But mostly, nice.

I enjoyed our ice cream date. I like sharing. Maybe because my mom always told me not to do it when I was a kid; yknow, germs and stuff. But really, I think things are better when they're shared. Like peace tea or fruit salads. (Non-edible things are nice to share, too. Like headphones or chairs.)

I like your neighbors. They're funny and friendly. I like that they said my name. (That's not really important. I just like it.) I'm sort of sorry I like them better than I like him. I'm trying.

Your house doesn't smell bad so you shouldn't worry about it; it smells sort of like fur hugs and fading campfires. That's what I thought of when I was in the car on the ride home, at least.

I don't mind the dog hair, so don't worry about that either. Your dogs are nice.

The moon looked gigantic tonight. I was listening to Saltbreakers which always reminds me of you. Pretty much every song talks about the sea, and the ocean makes me think of you. 

After I'm around you, I feel like I can see things better and hear and feel things better.

I like you. ;3

Sometimes I want to tackle you or yell or something because I'm just so happy we're alive.