that's what they say
i want to fix me and holly some alphabet soup and have us go crawl in bed together in our pj's and socks.and we would eat out of the same bowl,sharing some "yellow" soda and watching something on tv that we aren't paying much attention to.so that term watching something on tv was used very loosely,but i didn't mention it.i'm sorry.anyway,yeah.some alphabet soup,not for the taste but so i can be a lame girlfriend like i am and pull out a letter "i" on my spoon and say "honey...i..*then point to the spoon* love you!"and after she would laugh and tell me i was being a lame girlfriend,as i was aware of.but after she played captain adorable obvious i know that from the corner of my eye,i'd catch her smiling at me like she did when we would be in the car and the highway was zipping past us and from the side of my peripheral vision i would see her looking at me with this smile that i can't explain to anyone except hope that in the space between my sighs they might get some idea of how beautiful she is to me.
i don't really know why catching holly's eyes in my direction sticks in my mind so much but it does.maybe it's because you go day to day seeing so many things you don't want to see and there i am just barely catching the one thing that means the most.and she would always flip her head back straight forward to look at the road when i would look at her.it never failed.i turn...she turns.it was a chain reaction.just like the first time we talked on the phone.i heard her laugh and saw things in her i never thought i would find....reaction equals i fell in love.fast.and hard.and it hasn't eased up since.thank god for that.and don't expect it to.
this is the kind of stuff people write romance novels for.love songs.a meet b and falls in love.classic movie plot.but it never works out like it does in the movies.they don't go through the stuff we do.and they don't get cute pet names like "guard dog puppy snickerdoodle" and "football" and "mama bear."and all i want is to make some alphabet soup and cuddle.we're going to cuddle for hours.scratch that tv off earlier.who needs prime time sitcoms or reality shows or some dumb tv movie that we wont remember in the morning?i'd much rather take the memory of her nose against my shoulder and the tangle of our arms and legs against everything silent that makes the night the night.i wont let go or move,even if i never find sleep.i hate getting up because she always realizes i am gone right away and rolls over in her blurry,sleepy voice and says "where did you go?" with her brown hair rumpled over the pillow and she has these pj bottoms that are so cute and everytime i look at them i smile.i liked staying awake while she slept.i haven't been able to find peace like that again.i wont until she is in my arms again.
tonight on the phone we both agreed that we are whipped.i think that works out fine.and holly-snuggle-loves,yoooou know what?you're still the corin to my carrie.and the jelly to my peanut butter.so i'm lame and crazy.so you're a killer and a genius.amazing how it all works out huh?
i'm lucky.
i don't really know why catching holly's eyes in my direction sticks in my mind so much but it does.maybe it's because you go day to day seeing so many things you don't want to see and there i am just barely catching the one thing that means the most.and she would always flip her head back straight forward to look at the road when i would look at her.it never failed.i turn...she turns.it was a chain reaction.just like the first time we talked on the phone.i heard her laugh and saw things in her i never thought i would find....reaction equals i fell in love.fast.and hard.and it hasn't eased up since.thank god for that.and don't expect it to.
this is the kind of stuff people write romance novels for.love songs.a meet b and falls in love.classic movie plot.but it never works out like it does in the movies.they don't go through the stuff we do.and they don't get cute pet names like "guard dog puppy snickerdoodle" and "football" and "mama bear."and all i want is to make some alphabet soup and cuddle.we're going to cuddle for hours.scratch that tv off earlier.who needs prime time sitcoms or reality shows or some dumb tv movie that we wont remember in the morning?i'd much rather take the memory of her nose against my shoulder and the tangle of our arms and legs against everything silent that makes the night the night.i wont let go or move,even if i never find sleep.i hate getting up because she always realizes i am gone right away and rolls over in her blurry,sleepy voice and says "where did you go?" with her brown hair rumpled over the pillow and she has these pj bottoms that are so cute and everytime i look at them i smile.i liked staying awake while she slept.i haven't been able to find peace like that again.i wont until she is in my arms again.
tonight on the phone we both agreed that we are whipped.i think that works out fine.and holly-snuggle-loves,yoooou know what?you're still the corin to my carrie.and the jelly to my peanut butter.so i'm lame and crazy.so you're a killer and a genius.amazing how it all works out huh?
i'm lucky.