You know it's "true love" when you kiss and cry like they do in horrible movies and you don't barf on each other, not even a little bit.
You know it's "real love" when you buy him an electric sheep and he buys you a free elephant.
You know it's "love actually" when your afternoon alone involves a crazy Romanian (who you love), Chuck Norris' dead body, and an old shoe.
You know it's "that kinda love" when you are able to inexplicably bend in unspeakable ways.
You know it's not necessarily a four-letter word when you're with him.
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