the way he tries to comfort me, and the singing, and the bad jokes all make me so happy
that time I was so sad, and he was so silly and "lets have tea and watch lord of the rings!" (or when he made up a long song about what we were doing and the conversation we were having and wouldn't stop singing everything he said, sitting at the table eating candy and trying to toss sockerbitar into eachothers' mouths, or when he was trying to come up with games we could play together and "I thought you would like this one because it's so cute!" and when his plan for the day was to go eat waffles and watch adventure time, how we always seem to be thinking the same thing, those long walks we used to go on, how he always wrapped his arms around me even when he wasn't awake so it was so comfortable even though my bed was so small, that week he spent staying in my room was one of the nicest I've had, all of the times he called me just to talk, wandering up and down the hallway talking about nothing in particular...
when I was horribly sad for no reason and he was listing all of the good things, including "...and you have a long haired boy!"
at the beginning, when he sent me such cheesy over the top messages and then apologized after I told him to slow down "I'm sorry, its just, you're so amazing!" (I'm so so sorry those texts are gone)