Life is one silly thing after another. Love is two silly things after each other.

Do you ever put your arms out and just spin and spin and spin? Because that's what love is like. Everything inside of you tells you to stop before you fall, but you just keep going.

I look at him and he looks back at me with his beautiful eyes, smiles, and it pathetically makes my day.

See, the months, they don't matter. It's the days. I can't take when the hours move to minutes and I'm seconds away.

A pair of ticket stubs in his desk, a movie I'd never seen. I probably shouldn't ask; it sounds so accusing. He must have forgotten to mention boys night out.

Did you know that Cinderella didn't have to
take her dress off to win her prince? She had
romance without regrets and she didn't lose
anything she couldn't get back the next morning.

You fed me a silly pick up line. I replied by telling you I've already heard that one. You said, "It's no line. It's the truth." Then I walked away, because I've heard that one, too.

Me: *smoking*
Child: -sneaking up behind me - Smoking is dirty.
Me: So are rude children.
Child: It'll kill you.
Me: So will talking to strangers... You can go away now.

True story! It just happened Friday night! :P

Hold me in your arms, let me know.
Hold me tight, don't let go.

~This is what I was I thinking Friday night. ^.^ I love you Logan!

Be my weekend lover, be my spur of the moment crush. I want you like a bad habit, but I'm just not good enough.