Dancing in the Moonlight

"I could really grow to like you. It's a shame you're way over there, since I sure as hell am not moving anywhere, and you're in the situation you're in". -swoon- That is all.

We're Just a Couple of Misfits

Enamored. Twitterpated. Lovestruck. Infatuated. Smitten. No matter how you spin it, I am becoming more and more head over heels everyday. The more we talk to more I want to talk. My head spins after every phonecall. I smile during every texting session. I grin like a schoolgirl at the thought of him. And I'd like to keep him forever because it's not often you find somebody willing to do anything for you. Somebody who calls you "doll". Somebody who wants to rescue you just as much as you want rescuing. He can't give me the world. And I wouldn't want him to. I want to be his world. And have him be mine and just be happy being "poor". This is what "ever after" is made of. I haven't ever felt like this before. And it is ah-maazing!