I wish I could write some sappy love poem, and you all would accept it
I have found a man who is perfect for me.
Young I may be, but stupid I am not
We share common interests and are both perverted

I'm writing this now, to show him later on
When we're fighting, I'll remember this and send him the link
Reminding him how much I loved him on December 17th, 2014 at 11:28 pm

Nothing in the world can make me hate you, because I know this love will never die
Why do you do this to me? Why do you make my heart stop and my stomach fill with butterflies?
Why do you make me want to create things? Write stories, poems?
What special ingredient in love makes people want to do things?

I guess you make me want to believe in myself, which is a good thing
I believe in you.

I could stare into your eyes for hours, something I could not do with anyone else
I could run my fingers through your fantastic hair all night while you slept peacefully, your chest rising and falling slowly
Each breath you take reminds me that you're here for me, and I'm here for you

All of the romance movies are true, they fill my heart with hope because I know it's what I have with you
You make me want to do things I've never wanted to do before
I want to dance in the middle of a crowd, I want to sing at the top of my lungs as you watch on

All I ask though is, *will you join me in this life?