Unsent Messages

I'm sorry that my mind went blank the other day after you said some of the things you knew about me. Part of me was still in shock that someone cared enough to pay attention and the other part of me was nervous for some reason. But what I meant to say was I know that you don't really like chocolate and your birthday is 5 days after Christmas and your middle is Scott and you fall asleep fast in the car and you skip through most of the movie because you get bored and you love back scratches and you're insecure about your smile even though you have no reason to be and you act hard on the outside but you're actually a softie when you open up and you love getting Dairy Queen and you rarely cry and you get really mad sometimes that it's scary even though I've never seen it happen and sometimes you get sleep paralysis, but not when you fall asleep on the phone with me. And all of that is just scratching the surface, I haven't even talked about the stories you've told me or the way you care about those you're close to. I do know you, but I'll always crave knowing more. I love you.