You know you truly care about someone when you can’t get them out of your head. He was just stuck there, like glue to a piece of wood. But some how I liked it. Even though as hard as I tried to stop thinking about him, I felt comfort in him being in my mind. I knew he felt the same way and that felt wonderful. I can’t stand being away from him, I want to be there by him every second. Even though everyone thinks its weird because I’m seven months older. I don’t care. If you really care about someone the little details shouldn’t matter.