There's nothing I can say here that can even begin to describe how I feel about you. I love that we laugh at the same stupid things. I love that we like the same music, the same books, the same TV shows, and that we get the same pop culture references. I love that we think of the same things at the same times, and that I never have to explain anything to you because chances are really good that you already know what I'm talking about. I love that we grew up blocks away from each other, so we already know all of the same places and neighborhoods. I love how instantly comfortable I was with you, and how instantly comfortable you were with me. I love that I can say whatever comes to mind, no matter how ridiculous or inappropriate, and I feel no self-consciousness about anything (though maybe this is a bad thing). But mostly, I love how I feel when I'm with you, when I hold your hand, when I look at you. I love feeling like my heart might burst because it just can't hold it all in, and I love being able to see in your eyes that you feel the same way.
I love everything about you and everything about us. I wouldn't change anything. My life is the best it has ever been, and I have you to thank for that. So, thanks.
Yeah, you totally made me puke a little. Hee. Just kidding. I love you, too.
ReplyDeleteI will say it again: Awwwwwwwwwww... you guys are so cute! And perfect together! And stuff! And now I have a toothache from too much sweet.
ReplyDeletedamn you for making my cold, black heart feel... whatever this icky feeling is.
ReplyDeleteWTF is this wet liquid running out of my eye? Thanks a lot, Joe.
ReplyDeleteThis was fantastic.
Aw! You're bursting! The bursting is awesome!
ReplyDelete*burst*
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