I know that it seems completely illogical to fall so hard
For someone who’ve never even met before.
But, that’s where I’ve always lost everyone.
I have met him;
I did know him.
I did love him..
In fact, I think I still do.
He was a complete goofball.
It didn’t matter what we were talking about,
I always had a big cheesy grin
Plastered on my face.
He could always make me laugh,
He could always lift my spirits.
And he always helped build my self confidence.
He never had to say such sweet things to me.
But it seemed as though it occurred naturally.
No one had told me I was beautiful;
It brought me to tears.
It's amazing how baby animals
renew our zest for life
Written just now, in honor of our baby goat brothers, born 20 September in our barn. They are beyond cute - and absolutely hilarious! I am enchanted.
I look at you and I see beauty.
The way you look so peaceful as you sleep is simply breathtaking.
The way you smile makes me get that cliche fuzzy feeling in my chest and tummy.
The way you laugh gives me a reason to smile.
I look at you and I see a goofball.
The way you get so serious when you're playing Skyrim is simply priceless.
The way you "dance with me" makes me want to be dancing at our wedding.
The way you make a **** noise with your mouth every time you mess up when you're trying to be serious gives me the giggles.
I look at you and I see a lover.
The way you kiss me is simply exhilarating.
The way you want me makes me shiver.
The way you say you love me gives me butterflies and goosies to this very day.
I look at you and I see a fighter.
The way you keep strong is simply inspiring.
The way you still give me everything I could ever ask for even though you are going through so much makes me want to give you everything I have and more.
The way you kick depressions *** every chance you get gives me aspirations.
I look at you and I see my wifey.
The way you hold me is simply heart-stopping.
The way your body fits perfectly with mine makes me realize we are made for each other.
The way you are always there for me gives me a reason to live.
So, it is two thirty in the morning, I have written three versions of this before I finalized it, and it is finally finished. I could not for the life of me sleep because a certain someone, *cough cough* Stephanie, was running through my head so I decided to write about her. Hope you enjoy it, my love. :*
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