So today I started doubting if she really loved me over possibly the most pathetic of things in hindsight. Little did I appreciate how much of a stressful day it must have been for her. Sometimes I just need to stop and not say stupid things. I'm madly in love with the girl and I guess I'm basing everything that happens on the past. I'm waiting for it all to fall apart. Why can't I get past this 6 week itch of worry. The girl loves me and she shows it, in the most cute of ways, I need to stop assuming the worst and expect the beat if theres going to be heartache god damn I'm going to enjoy while I'm this happy