I'm glad...

that the night turned out how it did.
I want to see you experience all facets of emotion. Not that I'm wishing you horrible situations, I just want to be there to help and guide you through all of them.

We cleaned your room a tad. Played with Boo, and I kept an Eye on Miss Muff. I would scream fucking bloody murder if that damn spider escaped.
You made me lunch, I felt terrible eating it in front of you since you can't eat. But you juiced and felt great afterwards. We then set out for Appomattox.
Stopped to get gas and a Sunday paper, you looking all scholarly riding down the road.
Got to Delbert's and awkwardly found a good spot to sit down and still able to see the TV. My dearest Walker was there! He's probably one of the sweetest ones, second to you of course.
Pookie sentenced Pete to his pen because he shat on the floor. D'awww :'(
Seth was being awkward as fuck, as usual. And jigs just annoyed me.
I knew he had been talking shit and then when I'm the one to confront him about he, he guest's out and can't man up to it.
Maybe that's why you piss me off so easily now, now that I've seen the real you. God what a waste.

Then we went to Pamplin to se your parents. :) I got to see Snuggles, I feel so bad for since he got hit by a damn truck. Fuck that truck.

A talk with your parents went unfortunate. I wish I could fix them so they are the people you remember. I want you to be happy as humanly possible. An they make you angry enough to where you just walk out, and your whole night is ruined? No, That is honestly not okay with me.
I'm glad that I could help in the slightest, I always will be there for you. Always.
I held your hand while we drove home, probably my favourite part.

Anyway, I'm falling hard. I mean, Hard.