the first time i met you i stared at you like a complete freaky obbessed stalker girl. for real. no exaggeration. you were shaking peoples hands. i couldnt wait to finish my training class so id get to shake yours. i remember you couldnt eat the cake at graduation and it made me really sad. i also remmeber you made me so nervous. i got anxious when ud walk by at work in ur red converse shoes. i loved to check you out when youd walk around helping folks. i always mumbled and said awkward things to you that really made NO sense when youd approach gab and i. youd leave and i would have the reddest face ever.
you gave me the most butterflies. way to many to even function.
i felt dumb around you, especailly when id have to ask you for help on a call and youd tell me word for word what to say because i really had no friggen clue what i was doing.

we got to spend xmas eve together talking to americans.
kinda random.

when you asked me to get you incense at the black market i was way to excited to give them to you. i eeeeed and giggled and jumped around. i was so so scared to give them to u at work. i rambled and blabbed about it for hours to gab. im kinda weird.

the first time we hung out im sorry the first words i said about your apartment was " wow, its so small " i was just shy and when im shy i say anything without realzing it...
im sorry ( and im sure dexter is too ) for spilling lemon gin
all over ur bed. oh and for wearing goats milk hand lotion to shake ur hand at graduation, i didnt realize u were allergic to goats milk too. im also sorry for lots of other silly things, but thats not the point..

long story short, im glad i met you, im glad i fell in love with you , im glad you accepted my weird awkwardness and im so glad you still give me butterflies.

oh and btw, i love you