You know what I LOVE about us?
I love how you let me rub your ear lobes.
I love how we know how many whoppers the other one wants...
when we're sitting in starbucks!
I love how you hold my stare.
I love how you seem to know.
And I love how I seem to know you know.
And we seem to know so much that we don't have to even TELL each other that we know.
We just know that we know.
when we're sitting in starbucks!
I love how you hold my stare.
I love how you seem to know.
And I love how I seem to know you know.
And we seem to know so much that we don't have to even TELL each other that we know.
We just know that we know.
I love how you love me.
I love how it comes so naturally; how nothing EVER seems forced with you.
How things are how they're supposed to be.
It's just like how the sky is supposed to be blue....there is no reason...
it just is.
And we just are.
And that's what I love about us.
I love how you let me cook for you.
I love how you ACTUALLY think it's good.
I love how it comes so naturally; how nothing EVER seems forced with you.
How things are how they're supposed to be.
It's just like how the sky is supposed to be blue....there is no reason...
it just is.
And we just are.
And that's what I love about us.
I love how you let me cook for you.
I love how you ACTUALLY think it's good.
I LOVE that you don't care that I eat like a guy.
I love how you try to think like a girl and think about all the double meaning my conversation could include when REALLY I think more like a guy than a girl at any given time; straight to the point. I love how you still think I'm mad when I say "It's fine."
(I think that's so endearing!)
And I love how I have to use the word endearing...because you don't like it when I say cute.
(And besides, I have to cut that habit.)
I LOVE how you use litres and litres of ketchup...like I do.
I love how you try to think like a girl and think about all the double meaning my conversation could include when REALLY I think more like a guy than a girl at any given time; straight to the point. I love how you still think I'm mad when I say "It's fine."
(I think that's so endearing!)
And I love how I have to use the word endearing...because you don't like it when I say cute.
(And besides, I have to cut that habit.)
I LOVE how you use litres and litres of ketchup...like I do.
(And tartar sauce!)
I love the wacky presents we always get each other. From the Enchanted (movie) picture book, to the 14, 000 things to make you smile, to the (vintage-cover) P.S. I love you (btw, I love that you got it sent ALL the frickin way here just because they stopped manufacturing those covers because you knew that that was the cover I first read the book in when I was in grade seven and you also knew that I've been searching for that book everywhere with that exact cover...and what's more...I LOVE that you did that...while we were still friends), the songs that you write/play for me, the countless dinners...
I LOVE how we go ALL THE WAY to the KEG just for some good steak.
I love how...when you wake me up in the morning...you tend to stare and linger for a bit before actually kissing me awake.
I love biking to Steveston and eating fish and chips at PaJo's.
I love how you think that "you thought of that restaraunt last time."
When really....I know all the good places. (:
And I love how you probably aren't admitting to it right now...
And I love how you're smiling as you're reading this.
And I love how you're probably shaking your head at the computer screen because you think this is turning into some wild game.
Anyways...I love playing Truth or Dare...which just turns into Truth or Truth...and then Q for Q.
I love late night phone calls.
I love how you hold my hand.
I love how you think I'm enough to keep you going for forever.
I love your number one wish out of the three genie wishes.
Really...I love us.
But I love you more.
More than...
you know.
I love the wacky presents we always get each other. From the Enchanted (movie) picture book, to the 14, 000 things to make you smile, to the (vintage-cover) P.S. I love you (btw, I love that you got it sent ALL the frickin way here just because they stopped manufacturing those covers because you knew that that was the cover I first read the book in when I was in grade seven and you also knew that I've been searching for that book everywhere with that exact cover...and what's more...I LOVE that you did that...while we were still friends), the songs that you write/play for me, the countless dinners...
I LOVE how we go ALL THE WAY to the KEG just for some good steak.
I love how...when you wake me up in the morning...you tend to stare and linger for a bit before actually kissing me awake.
I love biking to Steveston and eating fish and chips at PaJo's.
I love how you think that "you thought of that restaraunt last time."
When really....I know all the good places. (:
And I love how you probably aren't admitting to it right now...
And I love how you're smiling as you're reading this.
And I love how you're probably shaking your head at the computer screen because you think this is turning into some wild game.
Anyways...I love playing Truth or Dare...which just turns into Truth or Truth...and then Q for Q.
I love late night phone calls.
I love how you hold my hand.
I love how you think I'm enough to keep you going for forever.
I love your number one wish out of the three genie wishes.
Really...I love us.
But I love you more.
More than...
you know.
1 comment:
This is so CUTE NAMAN
Just remember.. he who laughs now cries later, because one thing leads to another and before you KNOW IT
:)
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