Jan 31, 2007 12:22
"but if my dreams are peppered with thoughts of you, scantily clad and panting hard, I can't be held responsible"
"you taste like a sandwich made with bread from the bakery of heaven, veggies from the rain forest, and a dash of dressing from the devil's own cupboard.." "you taste like fairy dust and ninja backflips and a beautiful sunset followed by the northern lights."
"I want to walk into your house and have you come out of your room in a skirt and button up top with no bra on, make out with me in the living room, then jump up to sit on the back of the couch where I find out you aren't wearing underwear, and then we have such urgent and powerful sex that the couch tips over, but I grab you and walk into you room where we continue."
"our bodies will collapse from exhaustion and we will sleep deeply to awaken to the only thing that we ever want to see when we open our eyes" "your smiling eyes, your precious lips, you as an adorable, lovable whole"
"I have never once thought about the possibility of our relationship not lasting"
"you are lots of things to me. yeah people say it all the time and such, but you are different. you are a new type of love for me, that I haven't experienced before." "Whats different about it?" "it's different because I don't feel like I have to do anything special to make you happy. I don't feel obliged to love you, I just do. I don't have to try to have you love me, you just do."
warrick,
love,
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