What can I say?
On my worst days, I'm still smiling because of her. My body aches, tummy hurts, I need to clean badly, couldn't hurt to read a book, get some much needed sleep, fuck - maybe even call all those people I have been promising, but all I want to do is make her a wonderful dinner. Pamper her. Love her. Eat, cuddle, and then pass the fuck out in her arms.
She loves me. Goodness, she loves me, as I love her. I want to cry some times when I see her, she makes me that happy. I've started thinking in "we" almost all of the time. I don't question if we are going to move in, but when.
She gives me so much, I feel like I am lacking sometimes. It kills me to think she's not happy, not satisfied, not freakin giddy.
I hate seeing her stress. I can help...even if it is just a supporting ear. She thinks money matters to me, thinks cars do...nothing of the sort does. WE are going to get through it together. Money is not love, this is something I am still trying to recover from. I LOVE HER. I don't care about anything else but her mind and soul. I'm in love with her, not what she has.
And I'm not leaving! In the words of Kimya "Go find a lover who will never leave..."
or lifehouse
"Im falling even more in love with you
Letting go of all Ive held on to
Im standing here until you make me move"
Well, I should go meet her and make my love something yummy.
Perhaps I will sleep tonight, that would be good. My body is falling apart. I can feel ...crack...
YAY for the perv next to me at the library looking at GO DADDY GIRL and BIG BOOBIES. At the library?... seriously? SERIOUSLY?
loves to all
~H
Ohhhhhhh and my moms is finally getting the divorce to go through!!! Happy dance :)
She loves me. Goodness, she loves me, as I love her. I want to cry some times when I see her, she makes me that happy. I've started thinking in "we" almost all of the time. I don't question if we are going to move in, but when.
She gives me so much, I feel like I am lacking sometimes. It kills me to think she's not happy, not satisfied, not freakin giddy.
I hate seeing her stress. I can help...even if it is just a supporting ear. She thinks money matters to me, thinks cars do...nothing of the sort does. WE are going to get through it together. Money is not love, this is something I am still trying to recover from. I LOVE HER. I don't care about anything else but her mind and soul. I'm in love with her, not what she has.
And I'm not leaving! In the words of Kimya "Go find a lover who will never leave..."
or lifehouse
"Im falling even more in love with you
Letting go of all Ive held on to
Im standing here until you make me move"
Well, I should go meet her and make my love something yummy.
Perhaps I will sleep tonight, that would be good. My body is falling apart. I can feel ...crack...
YAY for the perv next to me at the library looking at GO DADDY GIRL and BIG BOOBIES. At the library?... seriously? SERIOUSLY?
loves to all
~H
Ohhhhhhh and my moms is finally getting the divorce to go through!!! Happy dance :)