You know, I was actually thinking the exact same thing. (only my car was included in there, too). ;^)
I adore you and love you completely - I love you, I love Faye, I love Eru.
I love going treasure hunting with you - I love how our tastes are so, so similar, that I have to secretly try to get through the racks before you go and clean them out. And then how in the end, our loot ends up shared between us anyway.
I love the giddy feeling of running on the soccer field knowing I have my best friend there beside me, sharing the same silly grin and the same knack for making a simple 'one-two' into a 'one-to-wrong-person'. I love how when you scored in your first real match, we went and spent a fortune at the canteen to celebrate and ended up eating ourselves under the table and feeling sick the rest of the day.
I love finding a random sign of affection stuck to my window, and the culprit being too cheeky to come forward - instead leaving me in paranoid suspense for a week and sticking reciprocal leavings on said suspect's windows in return.
I love how I know you'd do anything for me, and I love knowing I'd do the same for you.
I love how this isn't nearly enough - that there's so much more, and perhaps a more eloquent way of trying put it would be something along the lines of "squee~!" and a giant hug.
I love you to bits Ess, and I don't think that's ever going to change. :^)
(Also - Jac gets very sentimental late at night. Or early in the morning - however you see it.)
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You know, I was actually thinking the exact same thing. (only my car was included in there, too). ;^)
I adore you and love you completely - I love you, I love Faye, I love Eru.
I love going treasure hunting with you - I love how our tastes are so, so similar, that I have to secretly try to get through the racks before you go and clean them out. And then how in the end, our loot ends up shared between us anyway.
I love the giddy feeling of running on the soccer field knowing I have my best friend there beside me, sharing the same silly grin and the same knack for making a simple 'one-two' into a 'one-to-wrong-person'. I love how when you scored in your first real match, we went and spent a fortune at the canteen to celebrate and ended up eating ourselves under the table and feeling sick the rest of the day.
I love finding a random sign of affection stuck to my window, and the culprit being too cheeky to come forward - instead leaving me in paranoid suspense for a week and sticking reciprocal leavings on said suspect's windows in return.
I love how I know you'd do anything for me, and I love knowing I'd do the same for you.
I love how this isn't nearly enough - that there's so much more, and perhaps a more eloquent way of trying put it would be something along the lines of "squee~!" and a giant hug.
I love you to bits Ess, and I don't think that's ever going to change. :^)
(Also - Jac gets very sentimental late at night. Or early in the morning - however you see it.)
to my dear sentimental ninja: You have brought a smile to my face and a tear to my eye. Thank you:)
:^)
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