I'm officially engaged to the boy who caught my eye at 14. The boy who I fell in love with at 16. The boy who calls me 'chief', 'Hayley-May', 'chicklet', and 'nerd'. The boy who plants his own garden, loves old country music, loves to read, eats a 'hogie' for lunch everyday of his life, loves to touch my collar bone and watch me cringe, truly cares about people, gives good advice, always warms up my hands with his, tells me I'm beautiful when I least expect it, has the cutest laugh, hates reality t.v., has a tiny beauty mark on his left cheek, knows the answers to random questions, buys me candy, and draws on my feet because I love how it feels...
(strange, but true)
The boy that drew this on my foot Saturday night.
And the boy that gave me this to seal the deal.
I love this boy.