The Girlfriend.

One month is short, there's nothing really significant about it but I feel as if we've been together longer than a month but yet less than a month. It's hard to explain, I still find it hard to believe that we're together. When we first met, I didn't even acknowledge your existence, you were just some girl who asked me pick up a mango that rolled my way. It's funny, I didn't even look at you. A few months passed and we met again, on different terms, again, I didn't really acknowledge you. I was a fool. At first, you were nothing more than an acquaintance to me but somewhere along the road things changed.

Babe, I thank my luck everyday that I'm given the breath to talk to you. We met on a series on coincidences, you already know, it's scary to believe that we could have went on living life without knowing each other. You bring out this hope in me that I can't explain. I cherish every moment that we spend together even if it's short-lived. I don't mind driving a little distance to see you so you should stop complaining about how it's "too far", because honestly, it's not too far, you're worth every effort to get to, and if my car ever breaks down you can probably see me sprinting down the freeway to get to you. I'm always looking forward to every time I get to spend time with you, it drives my friends crazy cause you're always on my mind. You should already know that I speak my mind. A little text or call from you is enough to make my day. I never really liked talking on the phone before I met you but now I find myself sleeping on the phone every night. I find it funny the way you snore. I never would've that that I would sing along to that corny-ass song about "peanut butter", "apples" and "strawberries". Your laugh makes me feel warm inside, even though I may be freezing on the outside. My heart stops for a second and my stomach does a somersault everytime our eyes meet (which is rare since you're always avoiding eye contact). All my problems seem to subside everytime you hold my hand, you're my natural pain killer. Your fear of snails is cute. It makes me want to pick up a snail and chase you with it just so that I can see you run (which I have yet to see). I gave up my unhealthy habit of drinking Rockstars every day once you came into the picture, my caffeine cravings disappear with thoughts of you. You motivate me without even knowing it, I push myself to the limit as if you're the finish line. I can't help but feel a bit disappointed every time I'm driving home after spending time with you because time always seems to run out on us. Babe, this list goes on and on so let me stop here and make this clear; you make me happy.

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