happy birthday, baby.

12:19 AM

baby, maybe it doesn't occur to you, but you mean a lot to me.

I love it, when I can hear you laugh from my class.
That crazy loud laugh of yours that's always so ridiculous.
I love it, when you make those super lame jokes just to make me laugh.
I love it, when you make those funny faces and it makes you look like an idiot.
I love it, when you talk and slur your words that makes you
sound like a baby and it's damn cute.
I love it, when you act protective around your friends just so they know I'm yours.
I love it, when you try to catch my eye when we're far from each other.
I love it, when we will text, even if we're just in the same room.
I love it, when we call and just hang on the phone even if there's nothin' to talk about.

happy birthday, baby.

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