Forever and Always.

You know who this is for. ;)

Rated 16+ because I'm paranoid. I especially liked writing this. It was really really fun and I was laughing the whole time :D

Everything about her is beautiful. Everything about her is perfect. I couldn’t ask for something better, and she loves to remind me of it every time she grins at me and I fall in love with her all over again. I could count all the things that make me want to sing, Oh God, I’m starting to sound like a member of the Beatles.

Let’s start over.

I could name all the things that make me get weak in the knees-- Damn. I did it again.

This is hard, isn’t it?

Let’s try one more time.

I love her. She’s my angel, and from every single angle-- I should just stop. I can’t do this, this is impossible. Who knew it would be this freaking hard to write something romantic about my girlfriend for Valentines day? I certainly didn’t. But I bet Brock did. I bet that’s why he dared me too.

Ah, it all makes sense now.

Of course, I know she’ll love it no matter what. I could write about roses being red and violets being blue, and she’d think it was amazing because it came from me, and she knows I meant it. But I don’t want it to be that way. I want it to be just as perfect as she is, even though I’m pretty sure that’s impossible.

Okay. Ummm... This is getting stupid-- I should be able to write about my girlfriend without sounding like Romeo from the balcony scene. Let’s start with my favorite thing about her. Even though I should say ‘everything’ this is cliche enough without adding that. So I’ll pick something.

Her eyes.

They’re so expressive, so eye openingly innocent. (Is that even a word?) (I hope so, cause I ain’t changing it.) She sees the world like a giant playground, and when she’s proved wrong, she hates it. Hates it with a capital ‘H’.  They’re hazel, but most of the time, they’re more brown. With green flecks and what looks like gold fairy dust sprinkled in them. But when she’s mad, an alarming change overcomes them, and her eyes turn shockingly green. I’ve never seen it myself, (thank God, I’d be a little worried for my safety if I did.) but I’ve heard stories. (A guy named Seth is usually involved.)

I’m getting off track here, aren’t I?

Is it supposed to be this hard?

Am I supposed to struggle to find the right words?

Apparently.

I’mma kill Brock next time I see him.

Maybe if I stare at the computer screen long enough, words will magically appear?

…...

Apparently I’m not a magician either.

We’re learning all sorts of things today!

Let’s just put it this way. No matter how cliche--REALLY? Again with the rhyming?

No matter how cliche it sounds, she’s perfect. She’s my dream come true, she’s everything I could ever hope for, she’s everything I’ll ever need. I need her, I want her, but most importantly, I have her. She’s mine. All mine.

Forever and Always.

I love you, Ellie.