june 12, 2013.

here's the thing; i am sitting crossed legged in my bed with my cat at the edge of it. my phone is to my right hand side and i am typing this to keep from texting you the scandalous "hi." that i am so good at texting. i still remember that morning you texted me after i had texted you two days earlier; i was not expecting a reply. i remember that morning vividly. i was sleeping and i woke up at 5:59 am, i looked at the time and turned back around, then immediately i heard my phone go off. i turned back with my sleepy eyes to check who it was and it was you, "JL- hi." just like that. period at the end of your hi and right away grabbed my iphone from my charging dock and replied. i felt as if you were waiting for it. the nerve wracking clouded three dots at the bottom left corner of my phone moving erratically, telling me you were typing, making me crazy.