So I'm sitting in my bed, just kind of thinking and I realize I miss Matt. He was so conventional and boring in a sense, but still, I think that may have been what was so nice about him. I remember the first time we hung out at my house, we watched Saw, and I was wearing my gray Clandestine jeans, my gray Fall Out Boy hoodie and my hair was boring and I just felt like a hot mess. But I put my head in his lap and he told me I looked cute and my heart just exploded.

And he remembered what my favorite movie was, and he remembered what I was scared of and he talked with me on the phone for an hour when I got scared of the lizard invading my house.

And then we watched that HORRIBLE movie Watchmen and his mom and brother were there, so we couldn't really cuddle or anything, but we held hands and then we were alone out by my car and it was so nice to just talk to and be near someone who cared for me.

And the last time we were intimate... God I hate that word, but it's the only way I can say it and sound classy. (If that's possible.) He had just gotten home from Schlitterbahn and he wanted to see me, so I told my mom I'd be home before 11 and I drove over to his house. We chilled in front of this lady's house until she came out and STARED at us. It was pretty funny. So we walked over to my car and picked up where we left off. We stayed there until almost one in the morning... My mom never even noticed. And that was the night he told me he loved me. I told him to take it back. And regrettably, I told him about the guy I loved since freshman year. (I didn't tell him I still loved him, of course.)

And the last day we hung out was the sweetest day ever. We went to the mall, filled up my tires with air and went to this park near the CC and talked on a park bench. And that was the last time we hung out. Last time we really talked, either.

But that's okay now. I'm done with him and it's safe to say I moved on. I'm still in love with the same guy, and that's alright with me. I think I'll love him until the day I die, and I don't care how cliche I sound anymore.

Oh and PS, I'm wearing a Snuggie.