the little things

the soft texture of your hair. the way your glasses fog up everytime you get out of the car. the way you open the car door for me and say ‘me lady’ because it makes me smile and then laugh. the way you always use the word CANCEL in the most inappropriate situations. how you always ask me to ‘talk to myself’ if i say something silly. how easily tickled you get. the way you always ask WHY or WHAT if i’m quiet for more than 60seconds. the way it bothers you that i keep quite. the way you use the word VIRTUALLY in all the wrong places. the way you try to hold my hand and change gears at the same time.

you’re not perfect, but its all the little things you say or do that make me realise how happy you make me. you give me something to smile about, you leave me with a happy feeling; like a really, REALLY nice after-taste.

i appreciate all that you’ve done for me, the time you’ve spent with me this past week, and the sacrifices you’ve made for me.

this week was legen-wait for it-dary!

ILY, you happy happy thing

soooo

I’m sitting in starbucks crying silently? omgggg what is wrong with me I feel so bloody sad I’m such a weepylittlething I need a hugglyhug and some happiness arghhhhh

tumblr on my iPhone? too cool

i said never say never

and you said you’d say it anyway. hours later, you broke my heart one more time. i’m sorry, but this cookie isn’t crumbling anytime soon. a well-baked cookie, if you will.

i am powerless when it comes to you. i want you, all or nothing. none of this in between shit. no time off’s, no ‘breathing space’(s).

because i want this. after months of resisting it, i came to my senses, and realised how everything seemed to fit. you were the sunny day after my thunderous storm last july. and you’d actually been there all along! how it happened, why this is happening now, who the fuck knows.

as long as you, and i, know what we’re in for.

they never said it was a smooth ride, but they never said it was impossible.