I need you so much closer......
You know i like two straws.
You know what I get at taco bell.
You know where I like to be kissed.
You know how I like to be held.
You know I like orange everything.
I think you know half the things I'm going to say before I say them.
You are so......amazing.
Your smile is so beautiful, you smile every time you see me. Do you know how important something as simple as a smile everytime I see you is to me? Do you know that it gives me chills?
You notice all the simple things. I noticed it when you handed me two straws in the food court. Not one straw, but two. Everyone knows I like two straws, everyone asks why i drink with two straws, but you, you handed me two straws, you took the extra millisecond to pick up not just one straw for me, but two. Everyone reading this will think me insane, but I don't really care, I know you'll understand.
You brought me a bag of gummi bears, all orange, you knew they were my favorite. It had a note attached to it. It began "Orange you glad I did this for you...". I kept it.
I keep alot of things. I have a special place where I keep all the notes, the little trinkets, the dates, the memories.
I buy you things here and there, a shirt or two, food, little "gizmos and gadgets a plenty", "whos its and whats its galore". You always say soemthing like "you dont have to buy me that" or "ill pay for it", or even "How come you buy me stuff, no ones ever bought me things before" The answer is you deserve it. You deserve so much more then youve been given.
You are one of a kind.
You are special.
No one, nothing compares to you.
I am amazed by you.
I always wanted a strange color eye, a blue, or a green, or something. But your eyes are brown. The most beautiful shade of brown, and if the light hits them just right you can see through them and it its the most beautiful autumn-like color. Through all the blue, green, purple, grey, pink, whatever eyes, its your brown eyes that I find comfort in. I can be myself around you. I change nothing for you. You make me feel as if I mean something to someone. Do you know what it's like for me to mean something to someone?
To be wanted?
You aren't ashamed of me. You love PDA. You kiss me as if the whole world is watching and you are oblivious to that fact. You hold my hand, and it swings, as if to show everyone that you, that i, that we are together, and that you, that i, that we are happy. WE, it feels good, we, we ,we ,we, we, we,......Melissa Ann Mikolajczyk, Charles Daniel Paxton, WE.
If I use that four letter word again, I hope its with you.
You deserve it.
I know you want a pair of yellow shoes because its the only color you don't have.
I know you want a puppy, one like your old dog cinnamon, cinny.
I know you love red hot hot sauce and you cover everything in it.
I know you put on perfume every time you do something.
I know you hate math.
I know I want to know so much more about you.
If I use that four letter word again, I hope its with you.
You deserve it.
Love,
Daniel
You know what I get at taco bell.
You know where I like to be kissed.
You know how I like to be held.
You know I like orange everything.
I think you know half the things I'm going to say before I say them.
You are so......amazing.
Your smile is so beautiful, you smile every time you see me. Do you know how important something as simple as a smile everytime I see you is to me? Do you know that it gives me chills?
You notice all the simple things. I noticed it when you handed me two straws in the food court. Not one straw, but two. Everyone knows I like two straws, everyone asks why i drink with two straws, but you, you handed me two straws, you took the extra millisecond to pick up not just one straw for me, but two. Everyone reading this will think me insane, but I don't really care, I know you'll understand.
You brought me a bag of gummi bears, all orange, you knew they were my favorite. It had a note attached to it. It began "Orange you glad I did this for you...". I kept it.
I keep alot of things. I have a special place where I keep all the notes, the little trinkets, the dates, the memories.
I buy you things here and there, a shirt or two, food, little "gizmos and gadgets a plenty", "whos its and whats its galore". You always say soemthing like "you dont have to buy me that" or "ill pay for it", or even "How come you buy me stuff, no ones ever bought me things before" The answer is you deserve it. You deserve so much more then youve been given.
You are one of a kind.
You are special.
No one, nothing compares to you.
I am amazed by you.
I always wanted a strange color eye, a blue, or a green, or something. But your eyes are brown. The most beautiful shade of brown, and if the light hits them just right you can see through them and it its the most beautiful autumn-like color. Through all the blue, green, purple, grey, pink, whatever eyes, its your brown eyes that I find comfort in. I can be myself around you. I change nothing for you. You make me feel as if I mean something to someone. Do you know what it's like for me to mean something to someone?
To be wanted?
You aren't ashamed of me. You love PDA. You kiss me as if the whole world is watching and you are oblivious to that fact. You hold my hand, and it swings, as if to show everyone that you, that i, that we are together, and that you, that i, that we are happy. WE, it feels good, we, we ,we ,we, we, we,......Melissa Ann Mikolajczyk, Charles Daniel Paxton, WE.
If I use that four letter word again, I hope its with you.
You deserve it.
I know you want a pair of yellow shoes because its the only color you don't have.
I know you want a puppy, one like your old dog cinnamon, cinny.
I know you love red hot hot sauce and you cover everything in it.
I know you put on perfume every time you do something.
I know you hate math.
I know I want to know so much more about you.
If I use that four letter word again, I hope its with you.
You deserve it.
Love,
Daniel