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2. sweet boy - May 5, 2024 

I swear you are the sweetest one of them all. Open the door and see you grinning ear to ear. A stupid look you have on your face. Yet, it makes me laugh every single time. That look of nothing but admiration and love with no thoughts behind those eyes. And, I adore them so very much. I love your stupid, dumb self so much that it frustrates me. Your puppy face. The way you sit there eagerly waiting. Your texts fly into my phone just one second after I text. Your daily life updates no matter how small and random they might be. How you just risk life and limb, rushing to see me. I swear to God Almighty that there has got to be a catch with you. Each time you're in front of me, I must hide my face so you don't see me blush. So, I have to be strong and put on a straight face as best I can manage. Get into the car and just give you enough to show I'm excited but not too excited. You don't even know how much I had to hold back.

Driving down the avenue, I look out the window as the wind blows through my hair. I can feel you looking at me with that same look from before. And I cannot turn or you'll see how badly I was to not squeal. It takes me so long before I collect myself and just breathe. By the time I'm calm, you're already opening my door. We walk around the park and just talk aimlessly about this and that and so on. Could be the most out-of-pocket things yet I would gladly listen to you yap on and on. You would set that picnic and bring out the food I was craving the most. Then, I would proceed to whack you with it when you tried to sneak pictures of me on your small digital camera. It's like I'm chasing a boy during recess. But, I don't hate it at all. As a matter of fact, I wanted this moment to last longer than it did. Keep running around until we're both out of breath and our knees shaking. I lie there beside you, thinking of how awesome and sweet today was. I saw how the sky turned a nice burned orange color. How the oak tree's leaves shifted with the breeze. I saw so much more with you than if I were to be here by myself. I didn't want to leave at all. I wanted you to make everyday like this.

Driving home, you drive safely while holding my hand. Your grip is nice and soft. Your fingers interlaced with mine. Then, to top it off, you kiss my hand while your hand is holding it. I could fawn all over you again, but it hit me that its the end of today. Today's little adventure date is coming to a close and I don't know when the next one will be. Could be days or weeks that go by without you. Still, I push it aside and just be grateful for tonight. You open my door again and walk with me to my door. Until you snuck your hands onto my face and played with my cheeks. Then, you deserved that tackle to the ground. Even while you were on the ground after me running at you like a train, you laugh and hug me, laying next to you on the lawn. You still such a sweet boy to the very end. I pull you up and open my door. And when you turn around to your car, I take my chance and give you a peck on the cheek. It wasn't much yet my face became hot and was buried into my hands. You weren't so nonchalant about it as well. Your face became shocked as your cheeks burned hot like a pink blush. And at the moment, we froze. You couldn't even speak proper words, muttering noises. I went mute and just ran inside closing the door as fast as I could. Then, the swarm of embarrassment engulfs me and I burn even hotter. Still. Still, I liked it a lot. It was the least I could do for Mr. Sweet Boy.