i love you because you understood everything about me.
i didn't have to tell you everything, yet you always knew everything. you knew that i hated when there was spilled salt on the kitchen table, you knew that i hated when your hoodie strings were two different lengths, you knew that i hated the how the mirror in our room was always slightly crooked. you knew that i loved waking up with the blinds open so i could feel the heat of the sun, you knew that i loved the sound of soda cans opening, you knew that i loved putting a little bit of salt in my lemonade. you studied me like a damn book. you completely understood my girly moodswings and my crazy dvr settings. you understood what i wanted from you and what i wanted from myself. you always made sure we, as a team, were working towards that.
at least you did.
