19.4.07

I'm so darn proud of you but I wish I could just tell you how much I am. It was like being in your body. Every race you ran, my heart thumped like I was about to run too. And with every race you won, my heart leapt with unimaginable joy. When you were there in your moment of joy, my heart swelled with so much happiness and pride I could almost burst into tears. I wanted to stand up and yell to the world that you were mine and nobody else's. That's how much you mean to me. I guess it's okay if I don't mean much to you, I haven't been doing you right. And I don't have any right to tell anyone that you're mine, because, well, technically you aren't mine but I'd love to make you mine only if you let me. But tonight, all I wanted to say was baby, I'm so damned proud of you. And no, I don't hate you, no matter how busy you are nowadays or whether you can't make it on Sundays or not. Goodnight love.

10:38 PM