Thursday, September 29, 2011

Those stars. They're ours.

You know how the stars are so vast and bright and beautiful and never ending?
I think that's like love.
I think it's never ending.
Not created,
Not destroyed.
You just have to find it,
But sometimes you lose it.
It doesn't end, you just loose track of what's most beautiful.

You know those stars? They're ours.

Just like that love.
Never give up on something that once made you smile.

Never give up on smiling.
Never give up on being happy.

You deserve it. :)

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

God Gave Me You.

For the ups and downs.
For the days of doubt.
And for when I think I lost my way,
There are no words here left to say, it's true.
God gave me you.

True story.

We're gonna do what lovers do, we're gonna have a fight or two, but I ain't ever changing my mind.

If you knew how much I cared about you—you would be absolutely amazed.

Just don't even worry about the stupid things I do.
How excited I get when I see you, or even hear your voice.
How you breeze through my dreams like no big d.
How your smile can melt me.

Um... Excuse me while I fall for you.
(Yah, I stole that from Britt).

Thursday, September 22, 2011

Days like that.

Days where you laugh so hard you can't breathe.
Where an inside joke comes up, and you laugh for 5 minutes.
Where he makes fun of you because you're so slow.

The little moments are what mean the most.
"Don't forget to notice the little moments, because sometimes those are the things that pick us up and keep us going."
Little moments.

A Rainbow.
Watching a child play.
Seeing him smile.

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

So You Stole My World... :)

I know that's actually part of a sad song, but today it's meant to be happy.
The cutest thing.
Watching your boy work on his truck with a little neighbor boy (his names Terron, he's maybe 8). CUTEST THING.
They talked about girls, and cooties (unless you're 60 or 65, then they go away).
They talked about chasing girls.
I heard him say, "If you ever get a girl, get one like her."
I about melted.
I sat on the concrete with the Terron and we held Sarafiki (my boy's snake).
I stayed for dinner, and we had some good laughs.
I have the best times with him.
So many inside jokes.

..... :)

If I could say something big and profound that would mean so much to him I would. But I just got all tongue tied, and mess up, and stutter, and I'm just a mess.

So about the only thing I can say is, "I love you."

...So you stole my world...

Sunday, September 18, 2011

Just realized I spelled "ROUGH" wrong in the previous post.

To tired to go back and change it. Sorry.

Rought Night

It's like midnight.
Been rough.
Wanna go home.
Wanna fall asleep in his arms.
Wanna make everything right and take away the pain.
But I can't.
But I still wish I could.

I decided something. This ). Looks like a frowny face with one eye. I'd be frowning too if I only had one eye. I mean, that would be no fun. Poor guy. Now I feel bad for him.
I'm starting to crave cantalope.
Why do watermelons always have big weddings? Cause they cantalope! hahaha
It says I'm spelling cantalope wrong. What the heck. I just looked it up. Why is it spelled cantaloupe?! What kind of jack wagon came up with that?
What is a jack wagon.

I need sleep.

Thursday, September 15, 2011

I love this life. Even though it's stressful.

Here's what's going on.
I signed up for ACT last night (took me like a freaking hour).
I have an ACT Prep class. Yay.
I have work.
I have school.
I have a ton of things at home.
And I'm sick.
I woke up this morning and was so tired I couldn't move.
When is summer again?
Not even 3 weeks into school, and I want OUT.
But out well. I figure if I can get through the 'ol Junior year... next year shouldn't be as hard... then I get to work my tush off. (Yes, I did just say that.)
BUT, I can't even tell you how excited I am for college. Because, then I get to major in what I want to. Which happens to be medicine. I know you might be thinking, "You? Medicine? Yah, right." Well. Let me tell you this. I'm going to do it, and it's going to be great, and then I can help people-not gonna lie, I love doing that.
But yes, it's going to be a TON of work.
But, you know as long as I can see him it's not so stressful... just being with him helps me relax. And I know I can do it, because he believes in me.
Got this.

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

A Love Story of My Own

So, if you haven't noticed, this blog is kinda sappy an' all that. But, I promise not all posts will be all lovey dovey. :) I don't even know if anyone even reads this, but if you do—Thanks for taking the time.
So this post is entitled A Love Story of My Own.
And let me just tell you, this love story is the best (at least to me... ). Have you heard that song You Had Me At Hello? Well.... part of it says "You gave me butterflies, at the mailbox." Well... you see... once upon a time in the middle of winter it was cold (like FREEZING) outside, and I wasn't wearing any shoes... but that's beside the point. ANYWAYS. I got a first kiss there, and MAN! Talk about butterflies. But as for my own love story..
Mine is the best kind. Perfect? No. The best? Yes. There's those moments of pain even.. but I heard a quote once that said, "Everyone is going to hurt you, you just have to find the ones that are worth the pain." Honestly any pain that I've gone through had been MORE then worth it.
He calls me princess, and treats me like one too. Like seriously. It's way way tender.
He's the most amazing guy I've ever known. He's always focused on others, and always ALWAYS gives so much.
I can't even tell you how many times he's held me up when I just feel like crumpling. He's one of those guys who can make anyone laugh when they don't even want to smile. One of those guys where you're like, "Wow. He is just something else."
And he's crazy, and does spontaneous things, and does cute things (One time he had gotten my daisies and had my sister put them in my room, I didn't know he had and he told me "Just remember, you're more beautiful than ANYTHING out there." [This was also after a hard day] It made my day). Oh, another thing he told me was, "When God made you He was just showing off." I've never felt more beautiful then when I'm with him.
There's another song by Relient K (The Best Thing) and a line says, "Cause when you looked into my eyes, and I dared to stare right back, you should've said, 'Nice to meet you, I'm your other half.'" Like he really could've said that.
The first time I talked to him he teased me.
The first time he held me when I cried, I'd never felt more loved (And pathetic, but still..).
I don't think I have more inside jokes with ANYONE.
I can be completely myself with him.
One time he dressed me up like a retard made me carry a hammer and rubber band gun, and then go show his dad.
Yep, he's amazing.
So this love story of my own, is simply—the best. :)