she's crazy. and just when you think you've reached the bottom of her craziness, there's a crazy underground garage.

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

you're my very favorite

I don't think I'm exaggerating when I say that talking to you is what makes my day/night, even if I'm just listening to you write lyrics. 

Dear Skype, you saved my life. 

Am I being too intense? 

I don't think so. At least I hope not. But I don't think I am.

It's been a year.

That's more than enough for me. 

I can't think of anything much truer than that...

Except maybe: I can't wait to grow old with you, if you'll have me.

Maybe I needed this time away, just so I could come to truly realize, even though I think I already knew...

...that you are everything I could possibly want. 

There's not much truer than that either...

You know you're absolutely gone when you can listen to someone for hours on end and never get bored, no matter what is is you're both talking about...

I'm pretty sure I'll never need to look any further than you.

And I'm quite grateful for that... :)