Everything. And then there's you.

I love how people can fuck you over so much yet you still go crawling back to them.
I love how you can hold civil conversations with someone that you immensely dislike.
I love how life is inevitable and most of what happens to you depends on your reactions.
I love how you look when you smile.
I love how I have no money and lots of wine.
I love how drunk I get now.
I love how I can blame my drinking on things that have nothing to do with it.
I love how we can sit in forts and I can't do obstacle courses.
I love how much I read in a week. Just the sheer volume of it.
I love how I have so many friends but really I don't.
I love how only 2-3 people actually know the real me.
I love how I hate people joining the army.
I love how you can make me cry and smile and so stuck all at the same time.
I love how you video call me and you get pissed off.
I love how we never talk much anymore just because that way I can't get stuck.
I love how we have secrets and then they make things weird.
I love how we've known each other for 8 years.
I love how I bebo stalked you.
I love how you made me cry because I was happy.
I love how you're coming to visit this year.
I love how we make brilliant plans.
I love how you think Christchurch people are weird.
I love how I think that you'll never read this because you won't.
I love how I think I love you but then again I'm not sure so I don't think I do.