I’m in love with this girl. In my eyes, she’s everything to me. Everything I need in one little 5 foot something package with long dark brown hair and brown eyes.
Thing is, she doesn’t see herself the way I do. She sees flawed, no where near perfect, could be better. Basically nothing she wishes to see.
It’s like we’re looking at two different girls and it bothers me. It really does. Because the girl I see, that’s in front of me half the time…she really hits the spot.
She’s the type that laughs at her own jokes. The type that sings Party Rock Anthem to me like a loser when we’re cruising around town. She smothers me with attention when I look the other way until I give in. Whenever we’re in bed, she scoots her body closer to mine so I can keep her butt warm. And when my back is facing her, she’ll kiss my shoulder and it literally sends a tingle down my spine. It’s not as bad as when she digs her nose in between my shoulder blades because that tickles the hell out of me. The part that sucks is that I’m not even ticklish.
That’s why she’s special to me. No one else may ever understand why. Even if I wanted her to, I don’t think she would. But there’s a reason why she hits the spot when no one else can. Because she actually does hit the spot. For some reason, my body gets weak and vulnerable around her. And I’ve taken that as a sign. A sign that I love her. With every bone in my body, I love her. I don’t know if it’ll ever make sense enough for it to convince anyone else. But who else needs convincing when I already know so.
She’s my goofball, my weirdo, my beloved girlfriend. I don’t really plan on that changing.
Ha…sometimes, I wish she could see what I see. Maybe then, she might even fall in love with herself. But she’s already taken, so…
Too bad.
Are you going to "The Beatles: The Lost Concert" movie premier in a few weeks?
No, I’m sorry :(
I will own a house like this.
I would love to get one of these someday ♥♥♥
