…I have so much I need to work on.
Andddddd there goes my boyfriend for the next 4 days! …Saying goodbye to my dog :(
In an old house in Paris, all covered with vines, lived twelve little girls in two straight lines.
Things I never noticed till now: Madeline is brushing her teeth side to side.
madeline was a little rebel
Madeline was a bad bitch
Madeline didn’t choose the thug life. The thug life chose Madeline.
You guys seriously just made my existence better.
Woke up at 5 this morning. I couldn’t sleep. Probably because of how I fell asleep. I was tossing and turning and getting super frustrated. Andrew in his sleep said, “touch me.” And it was one of the sweetest things anyone has ever said to me. I felt like our bodies had to be touching in order for him to sleep.So I did. I put my hands on his back and his hips.. Then I rolled over and looked at him. And every bad thought I could’ve possibly had at that moment, disappeared. I felt intoxicated by his skin, I couldn’t keep my hands off of it. My hands fit so perfectly on his hip bones and I couldn’t stop kissing his shoulders. I love the way he feels under my fingers, I love the way he smells. I love every curve, muscle, bone, mole, every single hair on his body. I seriously feel like I grow more in love with this man every day. Even after falling asleep mad at each other, I found that his body is my haven. No doubt about it.
But it was weird because instead of feeling like time slowed down for me to explore his body, I felt like time sped up. And suddenly his alarm was going off and he had to get ready for work. It legitimately hurt when he closed the door behind him. I kinda felt betrayed by time for not giving me enough with him this morning.
I just wanted one more kiss. One more anything. Him leaving me has never hurt this bad and I don’t understand why… It was just work.
I guess maybe sometimes I realize I’m a lot to handle. And when I actually take the time to slow down, open my eyes, and see everything I have laying next to me, its not enough. Like, I want him to feel everything I’m feeling in that moment too.
So he knows.
And instead of me having a functioning brain at 6 in the morning so I can say these things TO him, these thoughts come to me after he had already left. So here I am putting them on my friggin blog as they come to me just so I don’t forget anything and he can truly understand how I feel sometimes.
I wish there were a word greater than love..
I know its technically Tuesday, but I think its still early enough for me to post this. My #mancrushmonday @tregoa Sometimes I gotta give a shout out to the man who changed my life and continues to every day. I love you hubby, forever and always.