billy
Billy.
Could you stop being perfect?
It's making me crazy.
"You're so pretty," texts, almost daily.
I could have an ego by the end of this, maybe.
If you let me.
I never thought I'd get married, and I still don't.
But if you said, you wanted to, then who am I to say 'no' to you?
No one makes me smile like you do, and I'd say you were a dream come true--but then I'd have to wake up.
Billy.
You're making me dumb, stupid, silly.
Idiotic grins, you say they make me look pretty.
And I don't believe you, but I'm trying to.
You make me write cheesy, stupid love songs. But if I said I didn't like the butterflies, then I'd be wrong.
Billy.
Could this be forever?
It's only been four months actually together.
But I've known you this whole time.
Always been on my side.
You're the best part of my life.
