You’re not a bad person for the ways you tried to kill your sadness.
For the longest time I thought that intimacy played in times of seriousness.
And I’ve always thought that that was what brought romance. But I’d trade that in for kisses interrupted by laughter because we heard the ice cream truck passing by or when you couldn’t stop laughing after you saw the look on my face after knocking down something and freaking out that someone caught us. Seriousness brings in too much pressure. I just love someone who can make me laugh in moments like this.
I’ve turned into one of those people who gets really giddy and happy about their relationship. Omfg make it stop.
I never used to be so cheesy and cliche.
Now it’s getting to the point where I see a bench or a parking garage or Christ, a garbage can we passed by once and I am so overwhelmed by missing you that it goes all the way right down to my knees and I don’t want any part of it. When I’m singing I’m singing to you as loudly…
Lying around on a picnic blanket in a rose garden with Le boyfriend talking and messing around was a great way to end the day.