I guess you can never realize how much you miss somebody, until your used to sleeping with them every night, and waking up with them every morning..
Maybe it’s the midnight hugs, or when he puts his arm around me when I’m sleeping and kisses my shoulder. Maybe it’s knowing I can lean over and kiss his back and play with his hair, and wrap his legs around mine.
Maybe it’s the way he looks at me , with his pretty green eyes, but he is only ever truly content when his eyes have a touch of brown in them. Too much green, and well he’s just Damn tired, and gray..I never want to see gray.
It could be the way he makes me shiver when he kisses my neck,
Or when he tickles me until I’m crying and hyperventilating.
It could be the late night sex, or the early morning sex, either way it’s both great.
Maybe it’s his smile, and the constant jokes. I love how he makes me smile…He ALWAYS makes me smile, even when I’m crying.
Maybe it’s the way he inhales my cooking, and then asks for more….
And then stares at my food until I’m done, to ensure he gets the leftovers.
Maybe it‘s the way he loves my bed, and not just the bed, when I imply that he gets to sleep in “without me“ he reply‘s “but no, with you“. And then he wraps himself around me so I can’t move “literally”, and says “But I love you, why are you so soft?”
Maybe it’s the 2 accident’s we almost got in,, and how he stead so calm while I was screaming, and ensured me everything would be alright, because he knew exactly how to take control of the situation.
Or when I bitch at him for cleaning my room and putting things in the wrong place (ex: socks in my pants drawer, couldn’t find them for a week) he has no logic to where he places things, but as long as they are not on the floor he doesn’t panic. And looks at me with sad eyes “well I’m just trying to help”. or his whiney “honnnnnnneyyy”
Maybe it’s the Magic cards I found that he got for Christmas, and how embarrassed he was that I found them “NO YOU CAN’T LOOK AT THAT, GIVE THAT BACK” then attempted to hide it even though I already knew what it was. Little does he realize is that I already love the nerd he is.
Or it could be the “why would you put stone tiles in the house honey, and you say I’m crazy”..Yup that’s right, me and my Sims.
Maybe it’s that I still remember exactly what he wore the first night we met, he looked so sexy.
Maybe it’s all the little things he does to show me that he loves me..
Maybe it’s all the times we were “supposed” to meet, but never did. Because somehow if we did meet before that night, it wouldn’t have become what it is.
The several “odd” “ occasions” that never happened, until one night when I finally met you, and was ready to accept another into my life.
Now you are not here tonight, and won’t be in my bed for a good month, these 3 weeks have been amazing. I never realized how comfortable my bed was and how beautiful my life is until you entered.
"His love was completely random.
Our love is random, therefore it is great."
