Monday, November 26, 2007

what i miss most

  • when you say that you'll scratch my back if i scratch yours, but then you always make me scratch your back first until you fall asleep.
  • when you tickle me until i can't breathe.
  • when you make sentences using every spanish word you know, even though they make no sense.
  • when you wake up in the morning and your hair is all messy and soft.
  • when you come home from work late at night and jump on me and kiss me all over to get me to wake up.
  • when you get really angry about the existence of illegal mexicans.
  • your lips.
  • when you tell me how pretty i am.
  • when you wrap your long arms around me and i feel my whole body get warm and tingly.
  • when you let me hold your hand in public.
  • when you talk about how much you miss your parents.
  • when the sweat drips down the base of your spine.
  • when i try to make you dinner and you complain about how i eat weird food and then you try it and actually like it.
  • when you tell me you want to be with me for the rest of your life.
  • when you drink caffeinated beer.
  • when you don't understand what i'm talking about, but still pretend to so that i feel better.
  • when you pretend that nothing exists except your own imperfect existence.
  • when you tell me "everything will be okay, baby."

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