Prom was awesome. I told someone it was the best dance I've been too. And it wasn't really the dance, or the food, or the fun. It was the person I spent the whole night with. You made it special and worthwhile. I know things are goofy with us right now. But none of it mattered there. I felt like you thought I was special and someone worth spending your time with. I haven't felt that in a long time. I hope I did that for you too.

I've heard from two people now that I'm trying too hard. I get it. I know it's not the best thing. But I can't always help it. I don't feel like I'm trying to hard. I feel like I'm showing you how much you mean to me. I feel like I'm doing things ok. I'm just anxious, that's all. I'm still praying that things work out. Every night. You have no idea what you mean to me.

So this post is for you. Thank you for prom. Thank you for understanding and being patient with me. Thank you for giving me a shot. You won't regret it.