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Does anyone here know what it's like to wake up next to an angel everyday? Let me tell you...it's a dose of pure happiness every morning. Fuck coffee, this is my new dose of "what get's me to want to start my day". How about loving life? How about enjoying each moment? How about not giving a fuck if its 330am and you slept about a minute...getting up and driving to brooklyn instead of queens (where JFK is located NOT the Port Authority!!!!) I must have been confused cause I feel like I'm with a Queen for 60 days (anyone see any smoke? No none here...or maybe a little) How about laughing your asses off becasue your 'lost' in brooklyn and you have to be in queens to catch a flight. So we get there (in time...and it was not THAT serious) and it's about 2 degrees and we board this plane to a place I'd like to call paradise (although, I swear to god people, I could be in fucking antartica and think I was in paradise if she's by my side)...and paradise is something like: 65 degrees and rainy...meeting her grandmother (who has adopted me as hers and she's mine, I love that woman)...knowing that we are on vacation together...talking about the future...the hot tub in the rain at 11pm, then the pool, then the hot tub. Talk about creating memories...that first night ranks up there. Yes, it's true...it's in my top ten.
Wait there's more: Sitting in Barnes and Noble reading about us in male form...it required some creativity and a lot of laughter to get through that..but we are so good at that-laughter-God, I love her laugh. Walking through the shopping area, holding hands and getting a fabulous lunch...(infused with a little bit of Pennsylvania which I could have done without... nonetheless it was a great fucking lunch). M I A M I...if you have not been you must go...turqouise...that is the color of the water...Lunch again and I'm drunk off of one pina colada...what's new people...seriously, I'm a cheap date. Manuel has a sparkle in his eye as he shows us his forbidden tribute to his mother. Cheers to you, man, you got some great energy. Then we soak in the sun and take over an hour to take a few good pictures..but laugh the entire time we're trying. Frisbee anyone? Have you ever tried to play frisbee on a beach with big ass rocks...well, it resulted in a bloody foot..cause I hustled my ass off...got to 20 and then cut myself and bled for a bit...changed in the car (baby wipes are miracle workers) and headed to downtown with a flower in my hair...strolled around...got defensive because apparently when we hold hands it's a sight to see...had some drinks and went home...Kept her up cause I needed to talk...Whoa!! Grandma walked in and the woman was mortified (we were just talking and holding each other...thank God she didn't walk in any earlier)...She is a beautiful sensitive creature...I didn't think I could meet someone more sensitive than me...but I have and I am up for the challenge of caring for her, loving her, nurturing her in full gear (but not in a manic way :-)) Every goddamned day this woman is more beautiful to me...every day I look at her and find an expression, a part of her face I hadn't studied before...and every day I fall more and more in love with her...THIS HAS NEVER HAPPENED TO ME BEFORE...She is so incredibly beautiful...
The password to her heart seems to change frequently, but I'm willing to sit for hours (till four thirty AM, if I have to, Hell, she did it for me) to try to figure it out as it changes...anything to gain her love and trust completely.
Wait there's more: Sitting in Barnes and Noble reading about us in male form...it required some creativity and a lot of laughter to get through that..but we are so good at that-laughter-God, I love her laugh. Walking through the shopping area, holding hands and getting a fabulous lunch...(infused with a little bit of Pennsylvania which I could have done without... nonetheless it was a great fucking lunch). M I A M I...if you have not been you must go...turqouise...that is the color of the water...Lunch again and I'm drunk off of one pina colada...what's new people...seriously, I'm a cheap date. Manuel has a sparkle in his eye as he shows us his forbidden tribute to his mother. Cheers to you, man, you got some great energy. Then we soak in the sun and take over an hour to take a few good pictures..but laugh the entire time we're trying. Frisbee anyone? Have you ever tried to play frisbee on a beach with big ass rocks...well, it resulted in a bloody foot..cause I hustled my ass off...got to 20 and then cut myself and bled for a bit...changed in the car (baby wipes are miracle workers) and headed to downtown with a flower in my hair...strolled around...got defensive because apparently when we hold hands it's a sight to see...had some drinks and went home...Kept her up cause I needed to talk...Whoa!! Grandma walked in and the woman was mortified (we were just talking and holding each other...thank God she didn't walk in any earlier)...She is a beautiful sensitive creature...I didn't think I could meet someone more sensitive than me...but I have and I am up for the challenge of caring for her, loving her, nurturing her in full gear (but not in a manic way :-)) Every goddamned day this woman is more beautiful to me...every day I look at her and find an expression, a part of her face I hadn't studied before...and every day I fall more and more in love with her...THIS HAS NEVER HAPPENED TO ME BEFORE...She is so incredibly beautiful...
The password to her heart seems to change frequently, but I'm willing to sit for hours (till four thirty AM, if I have to, Hell, she did it for me) to try to figure it out as it changes...anything to gain her love and trust completely.