We got that special kind of love hey?
The one where doing the dishes is heartfelt,
always making two coffees when were doing things around each other
and picking up the sock off the floor before the sock monster gets them a grand gesture.
that firery passionate fight over the house work
and that easy just the simple **** tonight
that niether of us gets offended over
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Then theres those 'fuck you!' big fights
and those swear black and blue 'I hate you!' moments,
and those endlesss hours of missing when we dont come home at night
and that ache we forget when were in eachothers sights
and the passionate sorry and that perfectly chosen love song
those incredible hours of body to body, heart to heart and soul to soul love making; the earth shattering explosions as all our bits explode and meld into one, no spaces between not knowing where you start and I end
and how after we dont care any more who won or lost the fight.
that we are completely incompatible but some how its alright.
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We got that special kind of love hey?
the kind that poets write poetry about
the ones that songwriters make singers into stars with
that the best novels are written on many years later
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I cant believe we havent ****** each other off sooner?
it doesnt always have pretty moments
in fact some pretty ugly scenes
nothing that either one of us it seems really means.
it must be a special kind of love,
its the only thing could possibly be holding all our **** together.
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You know,
the kind that only you and I could ever understand?
that we'd do it all again and still not know why
just to be together in that two cups of coffee kind of way...
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the everyday stuff but also the extraordinary.
I guess hey?
Jul 7, 2014
Jul 7, 2014 at 3:19 AM UTC
We got that special kind of love hey?
The one where doing the dishes is heartfelt,
always making two coffees when were doing things around each other
and picking up the sock off the floor before the sock monster gets them a grand gesture.
that firery passionate fight over the house work
and that easy just the simple **** tonight
that niether of us gets offended over
-----------------------------
Then theres those 'fuck you!' big fights
and those swear black and blue 'I hate you!' moments,
and those endlesss hours of missing when we dont come home at night
and that ache we forget when were in eachothers sights
and the passionate sorry and that perfectly chosen love song
those incredible hours of body to body, heart to heart and soul to soul love making; the earth shattering explosions as all our bits explode and meld into one, no spaces between not knowing where you start and I end
and how after we dont care any more who won or lost the fight.
that we are completely incompatible but some how its alright.
-----------------------------------------------
We got that special kind of love hey?
the kind that poets write poetry about
the ones that songwriters make singers into stars with
that the best novels are written on many years later
------------------------------
I cant believe we havent ****** each other off sooner?
it doesnt always have pretty moments
in fact some pretty ugly scenes
nothing that either one of us it seems really means.
it must be a special kind of love,
its the only thing could possibly be holding all our **** together.
-----------------------------------
You know,
the kind that only you and I could ever understand?
that we'd do it all again and still not know why
just to be together in that two cups of coffee kind of way...
----------------------------------------
the everyday stuff but also the extraordinary.
I guess hey?
Like love please don't overlook the other message in this piece
