“I’m sorry. Can I explain more please?”
I sent this text and the reply back is not what I thought that I would get back. “Call me” is what she said. She has never told me or asked me to call her before. Hm. So I called her and I said hello. She didn’t let me talk though. She just went on and on about how bad she felt for jumping and not letting me explain. Awe. She is so cute. I love how I was not able to explain my self while she listened but I listened to her. I guess I was just more into what she is saying but oh well. At times the way that I carry myself with her I feel like that I am the girl and she is the guy. But I am fine with that because I want to treat her best that I can. I love her.
I would legit do anything for this girl. I am just listening to her ramble on waiting for her to get done. I have tears coming down my face. She is just so perfect. I put my phone on speaker phone and go into my drawer and get out my soccer hoodie. Its number 14.
After she gets done talking I put my soccer hoodie on and ask her the question.
“Ella Johnson will you do me the great honor of being my girlfriend.”
If she says yes. I want to give her my soccer hoodie so that she can always have a piece of me when we are not together.
