If two wrongs don’t make a right then tell me why I’m here with you.
We flow like two steams intersecting into an ocean
They say opposites attract, but our bond is stronger than two magnets.
Bad boy, nice guy, geek, pretty boy, player, mammas boy, jock
No labels can describe you.
Some may say I’m head over heels, knees buckle Nancy, love at first sight, so blind I can’t see straight, whipped women that I am.
But all I see are your kind eyes, your giving heart, your sexy smirk, your intelligence, your zest for life and living…
Am I wrong to only notice that?
I also hate when you’re right and I’m wrong.
I hate when you beat me in chess.
I hate when that you know me so well sometimes you use it for playful game.
I hate that you wear that same ol’ hat everyday.
I hate that sound you make when you’re excited, on the brink of something genius moment.
I also hate when your gone, even when you make me mad and I want you to leave…You stay.
I also hate that you know my tickle spot…
You never let go.
I can’t stand when we have playful competitions, especially with sports, because most times you try to cheat, in figuring out my strategy.
When I make mistakes it’s hard for me to admit it to you, not because I’m scared, but because I don’t want to see, your I told you so face.
I’m hard headed and stubborn but you always seem to break that barrier with one kiss and one touch.
I am overwhelmed and overjoyed with gladness that I have you in my life.
I am so deeply in love with you, your happiness has become more important than my own.
So I write all these feelings down and hopefully one day you will read this.
For all the future lovers out there, may you find the very things you need in someone else…