We've Got Driving Skills, Apparently.

"Darling, I love you.
No, maybe not as much...
but babe, I really am in love with you."

I just love to be in your arms;
cuddling the warm feeling that we share.
Babe, I love it when you care,
and when you prove it so, by being there...
right next to me, holding me...
loving me.
We're meant to be together,
and I love the way you say it.
"You and I, baby, always and forever",
and seal it with an "I promise".

I could never tell you what you mean to me;
something amazing, definitely...
some outrageous number, or word,
that's not yet been made, or defined.
Ha, and they say love's blind.
I think we can see just fine...
you have 20/20 vision,
and I have glasses...so I think we're good.
You see me as gorgeous;
drop dead perfect...
and well, you're just wondrous;
drop dead perfect.

I'm in love with an angel,
if you even believe they exist...
I think of them as someone special,
and that's just what you are.
The days I look my prettiest,
are the days I'm with you,
because you say it...so it must be true.
I may have no make-up on,
because I cried until it was gone,
and I could be wearing my trashiest outfit,
smelling like a wet dog, or like shit...
but to you, I'd still be drop dead perfect.
And you'd still be my everything.

Love sucks for those who don't know how to use it,
and you and I never read the instruction manual,
but look at us; we're damn perfect.
Going on eight months soon, yes we are,
I knew we'd get this far.
Further we go, I know we will,
ten years from now, we'll be together still.
Rough roads are no match for our driving skills,
We rock corners like the racers do.

F#ck, I'm so in love with you.

Sarah Gammon ©
24/07/06

I love Scott Aucoin.
Thanks for reading -xxx-.