some one said
"love is not just cuddling before bed and making dinner together,
its yelling and fighting
and getting sick of each other"
and I disagree completely.

Falling in love with you was so easy

I didn't even know it had happened until I
was already there
and I looked around.
I'd been there for a while,
one of my blankets left on your couch
and some of my socks mixed with yours.
And every day we just mix a little more.

Now all the plates and bowls and glasses
are ours
You do the laundry and I fold it when its done.
We only play fight and the only response to
"Have I done something?"
is "oh baby i love you no no no"
and it comes with a warm body wrapped around yours.

I've picked you for life and I didn't really mean to
but it was so easy
and it still is
I love you more every day
(every second really)
I know it won't always be this easy
but working things out will always be easier
than walking away from you.