it's just like when you know it's meant to happen,
there's two things that'll let you know a man loves you, one of them I shall not discuss in here, the other one is when he kisses your feet...just think about it, who would do that for you? certainly not someone you're just dating, I mean...it's not like it's never happened before but you just know how to do things right, all those other little boys before you had nothing on this...sure they loved me but I think I just fooled myself into thinking I loved them too, I didn't really know what that word meant until you though...at least I had fun, I won't deny that....it was fun.
again, thanks for the fairytale
thanks for loving wine because of me
thanks for encouraging me to be me and do whatever crazy thought might cross my mind
thanks for never holding back in showing me your love even if we're in front of a thousand people, we're so fairytale it makes people sick...
thanks for holding me when I'm drunk
thanks for being patient
thanks for always listening
thanks for always having something to say back
thanks for not being completely like me (our immigration and international conflicts arguments are the best)
thanks for the smiles
thanks for everything, you're my favorite drunken mistake, you're how I know true and love at first sight exist...I looked, you looked, we "beerponged," we sat next to each other and have not spent a day apart ever since...ha who would have thought it would last...who would have thought something could reach almost perfection,
cheesy much? I think so but since I'm with you I don't care if I get a little cliché,
