One incredibly short, but yet infinite month.
The first of everything.
The first of my crap? You'll get used to it, I'm hoping.
The first date..our tricicle date.
Our second date...my friends are terrorists..
Watching Shrek repeatedly because I kept falling asleep..4 or 5 times..
Singing Trees in the parking lot...
You stealing my hoodies..which I miss very much, by the way.
One Month. A month that I'm never going to forget.
You're such a beautiful, complex, smart, funny human being. Whenever I'm with you, I'm happy. And yeah, I do stupid shit and I feel like sometimes you derserve more than I give. But I promise..I love you more than sometimes I show. I really do.
Happy One Month, Sammi. One down, several to go. I love you.
