Yeah. Tonight is one of those nights. It’s that night where I’m staring up at the lights hanging over my bed, wondering why they’re so cheery when nothing else is. It’s the night where I just want someone to talk to, when I really mean that I just want to talk to you. I wish you could wrap your arms around me to keep me warm. Kiss my forehead and talk with me about everything. Tickle fights and wrestling and watch movies and sing and just be silly. Argue about the world and laugh and cry and be together.
Being together would be really nice right now. Even just hearing your voice would relax me enough into falling asleep. But I guess I don’t get everything I wish for, do I? Because you’re over there, and I’m stuck here.
I just can’t get over it! I just adore this feeling! This feeling that I thought was long forgotten about, ugh!(: he’s just so—I love it when—-ugh! I just love him. I love the way we are, the way we act, the way we speak, they way we say the things we say. Everything! It’s just simply amazing and I just can’t get over it. I won’t get over it.(: and this was all because of one simple gesture/act.
He loves me, I love him. And that is all I have to say about that.(:
After all this time, I still get butterflies in my stomach because of him. I still giggle like a little girl at his random comments. I still get a ridiculous smile on my face because of him.
I am so completely head over heels for this guy.(:
In all seriousness, I’m considering not even having a wedding at all. I think I’d rather get married in the court house and have the few people that I am close to, be there to witness it. I would wear a simple white dress and he’d wear a nice suit, and my friends dressed up as well. It would still have the traditional stuff in it, but just simple. And then after that we can all go to dinner. I want a marriage, not a wedding. I want someone to spend the rest of my life with, who is committed to me as much as I am to him.
I don’t see what the big deal is in having a huge magnificent wedding day anyway. I mean sure, it’s a day to celebrate a couple and the new journey they are about to begin, but why make it so extravagant? Why does it have to cost so much money that you don’t have to begin with anyway? I would rather have a few close friends with my new husband and his as well, and have something deep and, to me at least, a little more meaningful. An intense gathering. It’d be nice.
When we met? That’s the day, I knew you were my bet. I want to tell you how much I love youuuu.(:
Because its you, babe. I wouldn’t have done it for anyone else.
When I was in the middle of saying something. not a day I don’t miss those rude interruptions.(: