Thursday, September 6, 2012

Austin Tylor Schreiber

 Honestly, I could possible try to write one chapter of a book about you. You're sweet, you make someone feel like their your whole world. You make them notice the little things about life, and you make them actually chase after their dreams. You're a great friend. You make someone realize that they aren't alone, you give respect and you get respect back until it's broken or messed up. There's plenty more things I love about you, and right now I'm going to make the world know that I, Andrea Marie Olvera, love Austin Tylor Schreiber.
   Austin, you may not believe it now but you're actually quite special to most people. You mean so much to your mom that she actually wants to help you. Yeah, you may live with me because of previous incidents with family and such, but she still wants to call you her son and actually watch you succeed. Just because you're in the hole you're in right now, doesn't mean that you should give up on everything. You're smart, you're honest, you're actually everything someone looks for in a boyfriend. Maybe not quite your anger, but really no one should piss you off as much as I do.
   I make mistakes and lately it's been a lot of them, to me, I'm not the jealous type until now. I've been the person to get everything handed to me when I ask. I used to ask for something and either then or a couple weeks or days later I'd have it. (except for a car.). I wanted to you, I liked you, now I can't get enough of you. Even in my past relationships, I could get anything I wanted. I could make someone stop talking to someone because I didn't like them, or I could compromise with someone about it. Well with you, I don't want to be that girl again, I want you to be able to have friends to go out and party with. I want you to be able to do what you're good at, I want to be able to let you have all the fun you want. I just feel like having another friend that's a girl, with how close you guys are, is uncomfortable with me. I don't know, I'm just not used to another girl making you so happy, like I used to. We talked, we flirted, we just had an all out fun time together, now I feel like all I do is make you mad, and start arguments with you (which isn't my intention)and nag. I don't want to be that person. I love you to much. I don't want to lose you.
  Trust for me, is valuable. You, Austin Tylor Schreiber, have all my trust I could give to anyone. You're trust with me, like life taking. I could trust you with my life! I may not be good at showing trust, but when you're with your friends, I trust you wouldn't do anything to hurt me later. I know it may not be your complete intention to hurt me, but really think about things before you do them sometimes. Running away is what I'm good at, I'm good at running away from a problem that I can't or even too scared to try to fix. I'm scared of the outcome. I may face it, I just don't like what I hear/see. Austin, when you're mad I feel like you like to be the only one mad. I understand you need your space, but I'm sorry I can't be the person you want me to be. You're exactly how I want you. Human. I understand you make mistakes, I understand you don't mean to hurt me. I really do understand, because I do the same thing to you.
  Back to reality, another thing that I love about you is the fact you're funny! You're hilarious! You can make some funny ass faces, and you can be a complete jerk sometimes when you're making jokes. You may not know when enough is enough, but maybe I don't know how to have fun sometimes. You can cheer me up with you're cute(sorry, handsome(; ) voices, and the way you play madden. You can sing to my songs and make my day! I love your laugh, and your new (braces free)smile! Lemme see those pearly whites, baby!
  You have this dream. A dream to own your own football camp/team thing. To help younger kids come into camp and you teach them skills and how to improve their football skills to become really good football players. To make them have a dream, and how to achieve it. You won't give up on them. You won't. You're in LOVE with football, just as much as you love smoking, haha. You're so good at football, you're amazing. You have a true passion for what you love, and seeing you help these little kids/teens improve is what you're going to do. Every time I hear you say "I want my football field to look like..." or "My team is going to be this..." I know you're into this dream, and I am going to do everything in my power to help you achieve it. Everything.
  Your inside, hidden, secretiveness nerd senses. How you've seen about every movie I haven't. How you're always there for me, and how you want me to be successful. You're amazing baby. If this doesn't make you believe so, then I don't know what will. I know deep in my heart that you will always have that space, that taken spot just for your love. Your promises, your hats, your outfits, your S W A G, your hand in mine. I could say a bunch of sweet things to you, but really one has overcame all of this.
 
I love you Austin Tylor Schreiber. You're everything a person could be to me. Yeah your anger and mine don't like each other, but in all results I know you love me back. I love you so much, and nothing will stop that. Happy 7 months, baby. I don't want to lose you, because...
You are mine, and I am yours.
Always&Forever
Forever&Always
Always&Forever&&Forever&Always
Forever&Always&&Always&Forever. <3
I love you.





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