I wish i could rip out a page of my memory

first week of college was bearable, i loved it. my schedule is great, i finish early and i don't have school on fridays. the wind blowing through my hair while i drive is amazing. driving makes me feel grown up lol. 

blah i dont know what to say anymore, feels like i have writer's block.

She: Tell me how much you love me..
He: Look up at the sky..
She: Stop changing the subject..
He: Just look...
She: *looks up at the sky* What Am I doing?
He: Now count the stars in the sky...
She: But that's impossible...
He: So is me explaining my love for you...