My Toby.

I have so much to say about him. He is a-m-a-z-i-n-g. Really that is the only word for him. Well ‘unbelievable’ and ‘incredible’ and any other word along those lines would work too. We’ve been together since exactly a month after Valentine’s day 2009, and every second I have spent with him since then has been almost as wonderful as he is.

We’re both pretty much insane (my insanity will become more obvious the more you read). We speak LOLcat. Which does actually annoy my mum quite a lot- she can’t understand us. To be honest though, the more we learn about each other’s insanity, the more we love it. I adore having someone who doesn’t care how much of a lunatic I act, and doesn’t care how stupid and embarassing I can be a lot of the time. I do only embarass myself most of the time, but he does’t care. He is so incredible. Even when I go on a massive rant about something that he really couldn’t care less about, he listens. He’s always on my side… I love absolutely everything about him. He really is the best thing that has ever happened to me.

He’s the one.

I found an old entry to the diary of insane ramblings I kept before I met Toby. I wrote it the day I met him…

Me and Suzie spent the lesson talking about Toby. Her friend had added me on msn that Monday. She’d been talking about him, worrying that her boyfriend would mind, so I casually suggested that I take Toby off her hands. The rest of the day was plagued with excitement; Toby was meeting me after school. I walked out of school and saw him. My heart actually jumped, he looked awesome. His smooth brown hair looked amazing and his smile beamed as I walked up to him. I couldn’t stop grinning as we walked away from school, away from my watching friends. I felt awkward at first, nervous, struggling for words, but they came. He put him arm around me once we avoided getting run over, and it slid down to hold my hand in his. He smelled so nice, and his hand was so warm in mine. The walk home took a lot less time than usual; time flew with him. We stopped short of my house as Dad was home. He leant in for a hug, and I melted as I breathed his amazing scent. He kissed the hollow at the base of my neck and turned away. I slept well that night, thinking of meeting him again…