{136} Smiles, hugs, and kisses

Listening to: The good stuff
His smile is infectious. No doubt. I miss him already and it hasnt even been 24 hours. Sheesh. Ive got it bad. But hes got it worse. And that makes me feel secure for practically the first time in my life. Hes totally beautiful inside and out. And hes allll mine. Ugh♥ So the night was amazing. Driving at like 90 mph in a mercedes with a driver more concerned with why they couldnt find a song on their ipod than the constant switching lanes around "slow drivers". And i didnt care. I had him and his smile and his hand... and i couldnt have been happier. The show was also amazing. Never have i seen a musician more at ease with the flow of notes. It was almost like he was sleeping. Which doesnt sound too unordinary unless you consider that he was playing riffs that most guitar players only dream about. About half way through the set a crowd of unnaturally tall people decided i really didnt need to see anything. So i got to stare at the backs of heads for the remainder of the show. But i didnt care. I just closed my eyes and listened. And i could feel his hand on my side playing the notes. And he would hold me tighter and kiss my cheek. Everything is going pretty well right now. I'm going to a movie tomorrow with him, so hopefully that will be fun. Goodnighttt
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And I love you too.
And Im looking forward to tomorrow
And Saturdayyy
Quality Weiner time with Lassie
Hooraw