So this weekend, I didn't go out, didn't see the Worldfest, didn't go out to eat, didn't cook any new recipes, didn't see my family, and barely talked to anybody else on the phone.
It was the most perfect weekend I ever could have hoped for. Why do you say? Because J was there! (Getting to be a recurring theme isn't it?) We stayed inside all weekend and enjoyed each other. We barely popped out of the apartment for anything.
When I'm not with him, I want to be. He makes me so happy. When I'm not by his side, I miss him. I love to bury my face in his chest and breathe in deep. He smells so sweet and I can't get enough. I can't believe how utterly and completely in love I am. We have been together over a year, but yet, our love hasn't waned one bit. If anything it has grown stronger each day.
I wish I could have spent Labor Day in Atlanta with my sisters, though. I love that we have a bond that surpasses space! Kim even left an empty seat for me when they went out. I love the Crocker sisters. They are so awesome.
Now I'm looking forward to this weekend. Every weekend is becoming a perfect weekend. Ok, my rambling post with no focus is coming to an end. Hope everybody else had a fabulous weekend, whatever everybody did.
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