The 1000 reasons why

my cookie pants.

(september 2011)

i miss the way you smell. i miss laying with you and watching movies on netflix. i miss being able to call you my boyfriend, my best friend, my lover, just mine. i miss you calling me a fuddyduddy even though i hated it. i miss kissing you slow and i miss kissing you rough. i miss giving you head scratches and belly rubs. i miss good morning texts with hearts in them and random “hey baby :)” texts. i really miss you calling me baby. i miss you poking my bruises to make me mad. i miss your truck and your hands and that spot on your neck where i used to fall asleep. i miss us.

i will wait for you forever.

(september 2011)

Elliot: We have so much history, most of it bad.
JD: Yeah.
Elliot: How can we ever get past that?
JD: We can’t.
Elliot: Oh, good… that makes me feel better. 
JD: But maybe we could remember all our pitfalls like a roadmap. Maybe this time we could avoid all the drama. We don’t have to be that couple where one of us says they’re moving out of town and one has to rush to the airport to stop them. We don’t have to argue about whether or not we were on a break.
Elliot: You watched a Friends marathon last night, didn’t you?
JD: I did. I loved it. The point is Elliot, you are a lot stronger than you used to be. I changed too. I have a beard now.

(september 2011)

i love the you that you hide from the rest of the world

i love the you
that i see,
the real you
that the world will never know.

like when you’re just waking,
rubbing sleep from your eyes.
that soft stretch muscle flex.
please turn back over
let’s forget it’s morning.

or when your heart is sinking,
heavy like too many bricks
and hopeless like too many nights
alone.

but mostly, i love the you
that i see
when you’re looking at me,
and the quiet is thick and soft
and we don’t speak because well,
words could not do justice
to the fireflies in your stare.

i love the you that is only mine.

(july 2011)