June 23rd, 2007


(no subject)

When I look at you, I see the future. I see an apartment and staying up all night to play video games (yeah, so we're dorks. But you know what? I love it). I see some hardships coming our way, but every relationship has those, and ours is no different, unfortunately. With you, I see eventual engagement. I see marriage, and kids, and a minivan or two. I swear I do. And I know we can do it, babe. I promise we can do it.
And you know I am not the kind of girl that rushes into things. I hate the future. I'm usually scared of it. But not when I'm with you. I swear I mean all of this... it comes from the deep cockels of my black, ice-cold heart. That's how you know I mean it.

I love you.