i keep thinking of how much i love talking to you. how good you look when you smile. how much i love your laugh. i daydream about you off and on, replaying pieces of our conversations; laughing at funny things that you said or did. i've memorized your face and the way that you look at mine. i catch myself smiling again at what i imagine. i wonder what will happen the next time we are together and even though neither of us know what the future holds, i know one thing for sure; you're the best thing that has ever happened to me...i love you; always have and always will, cross my heart and hope to die..