think that it's you i fall asleep next to every night
and wake up next to the coming morning
think that it's you a love to cook for
it's you i love to laugh with
i love watching sports with you (although i mostly watch you watching it)
love going for bikerides with you, love beaching with you, love being
tipsy, superdrunk, sober with you
i love dancing with you, i love when you pick me up and spin me around (after i begged you)
i enjoy showering with you even though i let you have almost all the water until you're done
i love the way you look, and the way you look at me
i love to buy home things i know you'll like
i love you being excited about eating healthy and eating vegetarian
aaah. there are just so many obvious and less obvious things i love
about you. you show me so much every day, teach me so much about you,
but i never feel i've had enough. there is always more that i'd love to know
about you, the past, the future, dreams, wants, hate, love everything about you
i want to know
i love loving you and i love being loved by you.
i am so SO grateful for being yours.
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
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- 25 year old long haired girl, living in vancouver (canada), love creativity and cinnamon buns, photography, sunshine, family and friends and bicycles.
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