1 Intro:

Oh my gosh. Where do I began? This boy is just the man of my dreams. I only see him once a year but he's on my mind, in my dreams all year long. When it comes to the week before camp, I am overflowing with excitement and the anticipation of getting to see him; getting to be around him. Every minute we're in the same room, it feels like a force is pulling between us. The air is always thick but almost in a good way. Also the anticipation of seeing how he's grown and developed. Oh my, he's grown so handsomely tall. But he still has that sweet darling face. When he smiles his cheeks round out and his beautiful caramel eyes squish into little crescents. His laugh is contagious and his voice is dreamy and smooth. I wish I could wake up everyday hearing it. His hands when he shakes mine are soft but filled with manly strength; I could imagine them wrapped around me, keeping me warm and safe. He's a gentleman and has always has had kind heart; that only adds to his perfection. I miss him soo much but he pretends to not hear me anymore. His texts back are bland and don't have the intention of interest. That's even if I get a response back; sometimes it takes days. He's just busy; he doesn't check his phone much; he wouldn't ignore me. Those are the lies I tell myself. I don't know what happened; our connection seems so faint now.