There should be a festival for this type of event.. I’m uncertain at this time that one day there will not be. Ever since i’ve met you i’ve been figuratively trying to build this pretty, ornament “Doll House” for you. I get distracted a lot but it’s always in the plans.
Not being around for our anniversary is an annoyance. So in my most collected self, I’ll uncork the wine of emotion for all to see.
In absolutes I can say I have never loved another person as much as I love you. The graceful teachings and the better yet understanding of my own plague of insecurities that riddle the adulthood we swim in keep me begging for more. I may not be an easy lover but you know this well enough already, I am one hell of a fun ride. I live for more than above all a good time and there is no one else i’d coast through the city limits with.
Being stuck here in reflection a million miles from home muddles me back to memories. Stuck like chuck in the past sometimes.
I can remember a big, wet bottle in my hand on our wedding day. I think it was sauvignon. Each sip, a sip of you. I sip to you. Anything Cincinnati i miss with you. The national, The restaurant, The hills, The waterfall, The big slice of lemon, The holidays. I miss you and i’ll be back before you know it. It’ll take more than this to bring a man like me down. You lost my breath and I still can’t find it.
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“This pricey stuff makes me dizzy.
I guess I’ve always been a delicate man.
Takes me a day to remember a day.
I didn’t mean to let it get so far out of hand.
I was a comfortable kid
But I don’t think about it much anymore.
Lay me on the table, put flowers in my mouth
And we can say that we invented a summer lovin’ torture party.”
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