Why do I love my boi so?
So much that to be apart, for both of us, would be akin to physical death?
Why do our energies, our spirits, feel so right together and so wrong apart?
Why, in the past few years of being together constantly, have I done more growing, realizing, found more peace and love, than I had in all my years previous?
I don't know. Maybe someday I will. Maybe I don't need to.
=) I love the way he drives our car like a racecar and scares the shit out of me but at the same time I'm not scared coz he knows what he's doing and isn't out of control for a second.
=) I love the way he can beat any of those fags who want to race him but he seldom does coz he weighs the consequences.
=) I love what a little slut he is. I don't even have to try.
=) I love that he gets as hot eating pussy as I do.
=) I love that he RARELY complains. About anything.
=) I love that every time I say, "Time to smoke?" He replies, "You read my mind!"
=) I love watching him be daddy with the chickens...or any animal really. Makes me melt.
=) I love that he doesn't criticize me. Sometimes he'll state the obvious to wake me up, which is far more helpful.
=) I love that he would spend hours out of his day taking me to work, visiting me on my break so we can drive around and smoke, and then back to pick me up later. Just to see me.
=) I love that he doesn't require anything from me but attention. Everything else I do (the laundry) is mostly for me coz it woouldn't get done otherwise.
=) I love that he's a great cook and is teaching me more about cooking than even my mom did.
=) I love that he watches the Science channel, Discovery channel, all the nerd channels more than anything else.
=) I love hearing him sing when he's not trying.
=) I love his Chappelle and Sampson imitations
=) I love how we talk to each other like gangstas
=) I love how he looks naked. His body has changed from boyhood to manhood while we've been together. mmmm.
=) I love how I used to feel smothered, think he was 'too big' for me (I'm 5'4, he's 6'2) but now he feels just the right size to handle all of the me that others before couldn't
So much that to be apart, for both of us, would be akin to physical death?
Why do our energies, our spirits, feel so right together and so wrong apart?
Why, in the past few years of being together constantly, have I done more growing, realizing, found more peace and love, than I had in all my years previous?
I don't know. Maybe someday I will. Maybe I don't need to.
=) I love the way he drives our car like a racecar and scares the shit out of me but at the same time I'm not scared coz he knows what he's doing and isn't out of control for a second.
=) I love the way he can beat any of those fags who want to race him but he seldom does coz he weighs the consequences.
=) I love what a little slut he is. I don't even have to try.
=) I love that he gets as hot eating pussy as I do.
=) I love that he RARELY complains. About anything.
=) I love that every time I say, "Time to smoke?" He replies, "You read my mind!"
=) I love watching him be daddy with the chickens...or any animal really. Makes me melt.
=) I love that he doesn't criticize me. Sometimes he'll state the obvious to wake me up, which is far more helpful.
=) I love that he would spend hours out of his day taking me to work, visiting me on my break so we can drive around and smoke, and then back to pick me up later. Just to see me.
=) I love that he doesn't require anything from me but attention. Everything else I do (the laundry) is mostly for me coz it woouldn't get done otherwise.
=) I love that he's a great cook and is teaching me more about cooking than even my mom did.
=) I love that he watches the Science channel, Discovery channel, all the nerd channels more than anything else.
=) I love hearing him sing when he's not trying.
=) I love his Chappelle and Sampson imitations
=) I love how we talk to each other like gangstas
=) I love how he looks naked. His body has changed from boyhood to manhood while we've been together. mmmm.
=) I love how I used to feel smothered, think he was 'too big' for me (I'm 5'4, he's 6'2) but now he feels just the right size to handle all of the me that others before couldn't
kingskottie:
dig yr crazzee hairdoo !