I look at you, and everything else that would excite me is far from my being. The way I can't help but peek in on you when you get ready in the morning, amazed at how very hard you work to look good for me, as well as yourself. As we read this together, I probably need to shave, I most likely need a haircut, and I bet I am still thick around the middle. After we read this, I suggest we find a way to sweat together ;).
You and I probably wont finish all of this, because I may actually cry like a little dork, remembering how hopeless I felt as I wrote this. I may just wrap around you, and not let you go until morning.
Right now, I should make you a promise, and every day should be an effort to keep a promise to you. Hopefully this is being read soon after our engagement, and on a weekend so that I may properly serve the woman I have chosen (Have we watched AVATAR?) I hope you know that I will always get better for you, and I expect you to kick my ass, not all the time.
Do we take pictures together? I have always been terrible about that...
Do you want to jump my bone(s) right now?
Have we known each other for very long?
Have I admitted to you that I am a furry?
Am I still a furry?
Can we go to anthrocon this year? I know youre probably the one who is really in charge.
Tell me what you are thinking right at this moment.
If you say "chapstick", please tell me you like carmex.
I hope we have just kissed after that. Hint Hint!
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