6 months and still so happy...
So, yesterday marked Jonathon and my 6 month annaversary. 6 months already... I can't believe it... where has the time gone? We didn't do anything real fancy thanks to lack of money. I got a single long stemmed rose with a red ribbon decorated in black marker by him. Of course I got my new song "A Song Inspired by my Love, my Lauren." Finally, and this one nearly knocked me on my ass, he gives me a photo collage of pictures from Las Vegas and he cut and pasted with letters from different casinos "Lauren I Love You Forever Jonathon." I think my favorite part of it is right at the end of his name is a small picture of him. He thinks it's corny and lame but I love it!
I gave him the STP single from like 92 with the remixes and his James Bond sdtk which I'm glad he likes. Then I threw together a watercolor, just abstract shit, and wrote and decorated a poem for him.
Once upon a time months before
When life was losing its meaning
The future just a thick patch of fog
A dark storm surrounding our hearts
Not caring if the sun ever shown again
Then our lives finally collided
Two halves now whole for all eternity
What was once grey now bright
One's strength from the other's love
There's now a reason to smile, to live
Oh yeah, and if you didn't think to use your brain, that was the poem. But I kinda wished I rearranged the last 3 lines. It's sloppy, but it's something. I'm itching to read him this one poem I wrote months ago, but it's so related to our wedding that I really can't. Especially if things get rethought over like they have been.
I'm getting annoyed by people saying they'll call me and then don't. It's happened at least 4 times this week.
I'm getting sick of people bitching to me about something, but appraising it to someone else.
Your "relationship" is as fake as they get. Just break the fuck up.
Have I mentioned lately that I hate being sick?
For some odd reason, I have a lot more fun with my family when we're here as opposed to being home. Prolly because we make fun of rednecks.
I really hope I get to spend Easter Sunday dinner at Jonathon's. It's going to be weird sleeping in my bed by myself. Haven't done that since being at home.
I gave him the STP single from like 92 with the remixes and his James Bond sdtk which I'm glad he likes. Then I threw together a watercolor, just abstract shit, and wrote and decorated a poem for him.
Once upon a time months before
When life was losing its meaning
The future just a thick patch of fog
A dark storm surrounding our hearts
Not caring if the sun ever shown again
Then our lives finally collided
Two halves now whole for all eternity
What was once grey now bright
One's strength from the other's love
There's now a reason to smile, to live
Oh yeah, and if you didn't think to use your brain, that was the poem. But I kinda wished I rearranged the last 3 lines. It's sloppy, but it's something. I'm itching to read him this one poem I wrote months ago, but it's so related to our wedding that I really can't. Especially if things get rethought over like they have been.
I'm getting annoyed by people saying they'll call me and then don't. It's happened at least 4 times this week.
I'm getting sick of people bitching to me about something, but appraising it to someone else.
Your "relationship" is as fake as they get. Just break the fuck up.
Have I mentioned lately that I hate being sick?
For some odd reason, I have a lot more fun with my family when we're here as opposed to being home. Prolly because we make fun of rednecks.
I really hope I get to spend Easter Sunday dinner at Jonathon's. It's going to be weird sleeping in my bed by myself. Haven't done that since being at home.