How I Feel About You Sometimes
This is how I feel about you sometimes
It’s really quite simple
(Depending on your definition of simple)
Even simpler if you promise
You won’t think about it too much
Take equal parts tornado and library
Mix them together for ages
Add weddings, parties, dances
Heartbreaks, beauty, triumph
Concerns, drama, alcohol, smiles
Children (but not too many)
The scent of Japanese cherry blossoms
The taste of bittersweet tears and honey
The smell of success and smoke
The sound of laughter and screams
Sunlight, clouds, rain, waves
And sprinkle liberally with music and love
Until everything is jumbled up
And extremely confusing
Pour in a pan made of gold bands
Let the whole thing rise a bit
And fall a bit
And get better, and worse
Stirring occasionally
Until it sets – then stir again
And never stop
And top with some passionate lovemaking
To taste (of course)
And that’s how I feel about you
Sometimes
But this is a secret recipe
So don’t share it with anyone
It’s for us alone
I won’t tell anyone.
LOL
No one would believe me anyway.
Okay, that time I literally laughed out loud.
YOU READ MY MIND. I almost asked, are you really laughing out loud or is that your standard, “haha, now STFU.”
I don’t have a standard that thing you said!
Not even a substandard one?
I bet you have a sub standard.
Hmmm. I have lots of sub parts. Some standard, some custom, some yet to be made.
You have such a beautiful heart. I’m glad you share it with us.
You know you got it…. YYEAAAAAAHHHHHH TAKE IT!
LOL….warped, yet, still inspiring….haha.
This is really good writing! I so enjoy your words.
Thank you so much! It’s just a silly thing, really. I wrote it while staring at my wife.
You have really captured the essence of marriage…..ups and downs, trials and errors, passion and ridiculousness! Good read.
I have a lot of experience, lol. Thanks!
hmmmm….sounds like you are sick with the “love bug”. Better get that checked out soon or you’re doomed.
Love is like Hepatitis C – you never get over it. Only, love is less gross.
Wow, that metaphor really sucked. I apologize on its behalf. Steps will be taken to ensure this travesty never happens again.
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you know – a year ago I never in a million years would have pegged you for a romantic ball of mush.. you are certainly full of surprises – along with the mush – kinda like layers – like an ogre..but not the ogre part..just the layers.. or..something.. I like this one.
Lol thanks… I was, a little… just didn’t write about it much.
i know how that goes. well you are good at expressing it
Well thank you!
welcome