two months after march 12, 2010

today is mine and Landon's "two month anniversary." poke fun if you must, everyone else is, but i feel the need to celebrate two months being with the most amazing person i have ever met. and yes, it is 3:23 in the morning. i haven't slept yet, nor do i intend to until after 6 am for that is when Landon leaves for work. i am making him a manly breakfast in bed consisting of pancakes, thick sizzling bacon (to kayleigh....BACONNNN!!!), eggs over easy, toast in the shape of hearts, fresh sliced strawberries, and chocolate milk. mmmm of course, i don't want to start making the food for about another hour, so i have been preparing for it. call me sneaky because first, i had to jack his keys and for the past hour i have been stealthily sneaking in a small table, glasses, and silverware. all into his room, where he slumbers. this is one of those moments where the smallest little vibration of a sound seems like an 8.6 earthquake. i had the hardest freaking time opening his bedroom door. damn thing squeaks like you wouldn't believe. and ofcourse i have to do it all in the dark, so while i wait for my eyes to adjust my eyes play tricks on me. it was really quite comical. i was just waiting for one of his roommates to jump out of no where and make me pee myself. i also made a playlist on my ipod of songs that remind me of him. starting with our song, "you're making my dreams come true" by hall and oates. so i snuck into his truck and hooked it up to his sound system so he can listen to my playlist on his way to work. also in my boredom, i made a poem up for him. still trying to decide where to put it... if you don't judge me, i will share it with you.

"two months after march 12, 2010"

two months of staring into your eyes and still getting lost,

of zombies and the volcom stone.

two months of stutters and butterflies and timeless tickle fights.

and guess what babe,

i love you more.

only two moths and I’m addicted to glee, addicted to ripsticks,

and to mafia wars.

you know my world was turned the moment

you asked me to be your girl.

so let’s face it, baby, it’s really you I’m addicted to.

-whitneyleigh

and that is how i feel. now, i'm going to go shower and primp for my breakfast date. wish me luck with cooking the eggs over easy.