pompous cat.


Monday, March 20, 2006

{-13hours for accurate posting time, Canada}

I am so in love with him.

He makes me laugh.

He makes me laugh at silly things, and don't make me feel silly.

He makes me cry.

He makes me cry out of anger.

Scream out of frustration.

Out of love.

He makes me lie down in defeat.

He doesn't believe in half-attempts. He makes me go the whole ten miles.

He matches me, sarcasm for sarcasm, lifted brow with lifted brow.

He bangs through the walls, Rose Is Rose style.


He loves me.

He loves me the best way he knows.

He loves me in ways I didn't know I could be loved.

He protects me.

He protects me from the world.

From myself.


I love him.

I love him in ways I didn't know I could love.


Who says love is a sugar-sweet journey, filled with candyhearts and unending rainbows?

It's not. It takes work. It takes faith, commitment, and trust. And whoever said trust was an easy task?


But there's nowhere else I'd rather be, than being in love with you.

*muacks* :D

6:12 AM. [#]
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