Him. 

He seems like the kind of guy to pretend to be the new kids' friend but makes fun of them behind their backs. I refuse to give him a high five. And although he’s pretty, I won’t be his joke. They say he is friendly, and after observing him he seems to be genuine. I’m still unsure though. 

Fine. 

I gave him a high five but it wasn’t that big of a deal. Although my stomach had a little flutter I refuse to cave. I gave him and his best friend the answers. Whatever we are all just trying to pass. 

His best friend is kind of cute. 

He tells me these super unrealistic stories every day I think he is just trying to make me feel included. 

His stories make me laugh though, I look forward to them each day. 

I won’t get to say goodbye. 

He went to his mom’s house in Tennessee during the last week of school. 

Who does that? 

The last thing he told me was “ Do you like (best friend's name)?” 

I mean I won’t even go to his school next year so if it turns out bad it doesn’t even really matter.

 He is really funny and I really like him. 

He doesn’t like Oreos or M and M’s. 

Weird. 

He wants his kids to have cool middle names because he hates his. 

Nadim.

He has two older brothers and one younger one.

That’s three. 

Snapchat says his birthday is January 15. 

Capricorn. 

It’s late.

 I’ve talked to him every day since, it’s great. His family seems complicated and not like a true family. He says my family seems fun. 

He didn’t know that you're supposed to wear pimple patches at night. 

I’ve told all my new friends about him. They like him too. 

He hasn’t texted me all day. 

There must be something wrong. 

Hello?

Hello?

Hello? 

Are you okay? 

September 11. 

He got a girlfriend. 

She’s really pretty. 

He seems happy. 

I miss talking to him. 

It's better this way. 

It’s been 2 months. 

He’s all I talk about. 

I can’t get over him. 

What’s wrong with me? 

It’s been 3 months. 

“Hey I know you have a girlfriend but I just wanted to say I love you.”...

” we can be friends if you want”...

*blocked.

Why do I do this?

I've been going through guys like it’s crazy. 

All because nobody can compare to him. 

It’s been 6 months. 

I still miss him. 

My friends are tired of hearing about him. 

“He’s not yours to care about anymore!”

... trust me I know, I cry about it every night.

“Hey”

... I know they broke up but I need to confirm it.

 “I know your girlfriend probably doesn’t like some random girl telling her boyfriend she loves him so I'm sorry I did that.”

... “We broke up”. 

We finally started talking again. 

Oh, how I've missed this. 

His words make my heart skip a beat. 

I never wanted to be that type of girl that said I love you so often, but I cried over him for 6 months; I truly do love him. 

We have been calling often now. 

Long calls. 

I wish this could last forever.

 It’s my birthday soon, I think I will invite him. My best friend will be with me. It will be fine. 

He looks even better in person. 

Well… even after meeting my crazy family he is still talking to me. 

My birthday. 

“Will you be my girlfriend?”

The question I have been dying to hear come out of his mouth for a year and still I don’t know what to say. 

“Yeah sure”

We are finally dating. 

He's mine. 

He's MY boyfriend.

He’s been coming over more. 

I have started going to his football games. 

I met his mom. I love her. 

We are perfect for each other. 

I look forward to Friday to see my other family, watch my boyfriend play, and look cute doing it. I just wish I could get his dad to smile at me. It’s okay though. 

We kissed. 

We actually kissed. 

It was more like he kissed me because I was scared. 

Not scared of him but scared that I would do it wrong and he would break up with me. 

I did his makeup

I’m the first girl to do that. 

He encourages me through everything. 

I love him. 

Different schools are hard but we make it work. 

He bought me flowers. 

He cried in my arms. 

I love him. 

My family loves him and he gets his hair done at our house. My mom learned to do it. 

We are going to Homecoming together.

  6 months. 

We have been dating for half a year now. 

He's the most amazing person. 

He is the love of my life. 

I can’t imagine life without him. 

Our first Christmas together. 

Going into the new year with him. 

It’s his birthday. 

Now it’s Valentine's Day. 

I love him. 

I often look at him and see perfection. 

I see my whole world right there. 

I don’t know what I would do if something happened to him. 

He has the most gorgeous eyes which show his emotions and his story. 

His smile makes my heart stop and go faster at the same time. 

He has the most contagious laugh in the world. 

He says stuff like “finna” and “gonna”, I don’t want to catch onto that but I have a feeling I will. 

He says “What the world” and I love it. 

Everything about him screams perfect. 

I wish I could be a better girlfriend for him. 

I often get annoyed easily and I hit him or yell. 

He doesn’t deserve that. 

I say I will try but then it happens again. 

My mom tells me that we will break up if I keep treating him this way. 

I don’t want to lose him. 

I don’t know what to do. 

I love him. 

I love him. 

I love him. 

Mí amore- my amir.