And when we meet on a cloud
I'll be laughing out loud
I'll be laughing with everyone I see
Can't believe how strange it is to be anything at all..
If you're not into sappy love stuff, I'd stop reading right now if I were you.
When I was younger, any time I'd see a shooting star, or blow an eyelash off my finger I'd make one simple wish - "I wish for someone to love, and to love me." In my teenage years, I always got so damned depressed; seeing my beautiful girlfriends with a different boyfriend every month. I always thought I was inadequate, that I would be alone forever. My darling Elizabeth always consoled me on lonely nights. She would tell me I was lucky - lucky to not deal with countless, meaningless relationships. She said that when I found someone, she was sure he would be the one for me, forever. I've always thought her words were things of magic...but it's been proven true. I am head-over-heals in love with Jimmy Lee Seymour III.
I know this is cliche, and everyone says it..but I swear the first time I saw Jim, I knew I had to make him mine. Call it intuition, or psychic ability, call it whatever you want. But I KNEW.
Our relationship is far from perfect...but that's what makes it so perfect. Real love is stupid arguments - him not doing dishes, me being a typical Capricorn, having to control EVERYTHING. Real love is telling each other to fuck off every once in awhile. Real love is random kisses on the forehead, and talking about the meaning of life. Real love is helping the other, without expecting anything in return. It's starting the shower for him every morning so he can wake up. It's snuggling me every night so I can go to sleep, even though he's not tired.
I don't know what the future holds for me, but man, I just can't see me without him.
So - I've dedicated the month of March to showing my man how much I love him. And this is the beginning. I love you poop-butt. <3 Yep, that IS how you make a heart.
I look like such a 'tard in this, but he looks stinkin' cute.
