nothing makes me a happier me than when i am with you. when i am with you, i feel like a better person, like there was nothing bad in this world.
i spend time everyday envisaging of us in the future. i want to get a ticket with you to nowhere in particular, we can be on backpack, with a coat, a shirt and a pair of socks in it, some cash, and each other. upon reaching our destination, we can rent a car, don't care, get a full tank of gas, and drive about. we can take turns. or not. we can do whatever you want. we can stop at a fast food joint after a whole day of travelling and get our favourite burgers, i can almost hear you screaming, "omg im so hungry i can eat you up now", adopting the adorable persona that you turn to all the time. after which, we can look for a motel, and it'll be fine when we realise that there are no more rooms left, because we've got that car, drive downtown to an open field; the grass is dampened with dew and i grumbled. i didnt want to get my hair wet. so you laid first, and told me to lie on you and there we lay under that constellation of stars as we fall into an indistinct dream.
it did not matter where we went, it did not matter what we had to do to make it through, and it definitely did not matter what we did not have as long as it is each other that we do. i often find myself frightened at the thought that you love me for the person i mould myself to be because i can be anything you want me to be. i am afraid that you love the me which i want you to see. i am scared to death, because i know i would run out and what happens when i do? i certaintly cannot imagine what will happen if you rid me of you. "vice versa" came the answer, "i won't ever get rid of you!" i protested,
"vice versa", said you.
i am so in love right now
i spend time everyday envisaging of us in the future. i want to get a ticket with you to nowhere in particular, we can be on backpack, with a coat, a shirt and a pair of socks in it, some cash, and each other. upon reaching our destination, we can rent a car, don't care, get a full tank of gas, and drive about. we can take turns. or not. we can do whatever you want. we can stop at a fast food joint after a whole day of travelling and get our favourite burgers, i can almost hear you screaming, "omg im so hungry i can eat you up now", adopting the adorable persona that you turn to all the time. after which, we can look for a motel, and it'll be fine when we realise that there are no more rooms left, because we've got that car, drive downtown to an open field; the grass is dampened with dew and i grumbled. i didnt want to get my hair wet. so you laid first, and told me to lie on you and there we lay under that constellation of stars as we fall into an indistinct dream.
it did not matter where we went, it did not matter what we had to do to make it through, and it definitely did not matter what we did not have as long as it is each other that we do. i often find myself frightened at the thought that you love me for the person i mould myself to be because i can be anything you want me to be. i am afraid that you love the me which i want you to see. i am scared to death, because i know i would run out and what happens when i do? i certaintly cannot imagine what will happen if you rid me of you. "vice versa" came the answer, "i won't ever get rid of you!" i protested,
"vice versa", said you.
i am so in love right now