Tryant her
She yelled:
She demanded that I blog about her (playfully). She, I adore her so much at times, I find myself foolish. I am a fool who fell in love with the beautiful woman in her eyes. Timo threatened me, he asked me to be nice to her if not, he would ask for her hand.
She, her eyes that are so big and sparkly, I’ve to admit my goldfishes will have to hide behind that big rock of theirs in the tank. She, her eyelashes haven’t seen a curler in ages because of my one sentence: ‘your eyelashes looked shorter today.’
She, a scardy cat that hides in my shoulder whenever a bloody or moving scene appears. My shoulders are known to sooth her fear and my t-shirt are her towels to dry her tears. She never fails to make me smile stupidly in the public transport.
My smile will gradually expand on their sides when I’m scanning through our sweetest, nonsense, and tough times. All these times don’t come easily, we have our up(s) and down(s) too, like all couples out there.
We make it an effort to talk things through and never allow our fights to be carried over to the very next day. Give and talk, give and talk = compromise. I carry that in my heart. When things get rough, I cry it out. When things are cool, I laugh.
I love her. And for now, that’s all it matters.
She demanded that I blog about her (playfully). She, I adore her so much at times, I find myself foolish. I am a fool who fell in love with the beautiful woman in her eyes. Timo threatened me, he asked me to be nice to her if not, he would ask for her hand.
She, her eyes that are so big and sparkly, I’ve to admit my goldfishes will have to hide behind that big rock of theirs in the tank. She, her eyelashes haven’t seen a curler in ages because of my one sentence: ‘your eyelashes looked shorter today.’
She, a scardy cat that hides in my shoulder whenever a bloody or moving scene appears. My shoulders are known to sooth her fear and my t-shirt are her towels to dry her tears. She never fails to make me smile stupidly in the public transport.
My smile will gradually expand on their sides when I’m scanning through our sweetest, nonsense, and tough times. All these times don’t come easily, we have our up(s) and down(s) too, like all couples out there.
We make it an effort to talk things through and never allow our fights to be carried over to the very next day. Give and talk, give and talk = compromise. I carry that in my heart. When things get rough, I cry it out. When things are cool, I laugh.
I love her. And for now, that’s all it matters.
posted by UntrainedNinja at
4:57 PM
1 Comments:
schweets, i stumbled onto your blog... and must say you're an absolute darling to say all that lovely stuff! she's a lucky lass, that babe. :) (and i agree about those huge eyes!)
x-mel
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