A dip into the surface of the thoughts that consume my head and the feelings that consume my heart. I hope you like it here.

Because.

I love you because you kiss me whenever you get the impulse, not just when it’s expected. I love you because you make me feel alive, beautiful, accepted. I love you because of the way you hold me after we have an argument. I love you because you always ask me about whichever book I’m reading. I love you because you always answer my questions. I love you because your friends treat me like I have always been their friend. I love you because sometimes when we wake up from a nap, your arms are still squeezing me tight. I love you because you don’t weaken when I’m crying. I love you because you are dedicated - in all areas of your life. I love you because you remember the things I tell you. I love you because you always notice the little details. I love you because you show me in every possible way that you love me.

3 months ago on February 2nd, 2012 at 11:47 pm | Permalink
"The trick to forgetting the big picture is to look at everything close-up. The shortcut to closing a door is to bury yourself in the little details. The facts."
Chuck Palahniuk, Lullaby.
4 months ago on January 15th, 2012 at 9:56 pm | Permalink

Whenever things get difficult, you never run away, you always hold me that little bit tighter.

11 months ago on June 16th, 2011 at 9:05 pm | Permalink

And I love it how when you know something is bugging me or I seem upset, you always kiss that little bit harder, say you love me a little more often, squeeze me a little tighter and hold me a little closer.

1 year ago on April 22nd, 2011 at 12:30 am | Permalink

And the sun is a little brighter. And the world spins a little faster. And the days are a little shorter. And the stars shine a little longer. And forever seems a little more possible, ever since you came into my life.

1 year ago on February 12th, 2011 at 4:40 pm | Permalink

I can’t hide my feelings from you. It’s always too obvious and you always notice. But thank-you, thank-you for noticing when something isn’t right, or when something is on my mind. Thank-you for paying enough attention to notice the little things.

1 year ago on October 12th, 2010 at 12:10 pm | Permalink