I don't know if it's goodbye, but it feels like it; the way he kisses me; like nothing else matters. Maybe it is goodbye. Maybe he will be taken from me, and it terrifies me to think that our forever will end here.
On a random, lazy-pajama-type-of-day embarrass myself by singing the very corny song "I Don't Want To Miss A Thing" by Aerosmith while horrendously playing the guitar and using my super out-of-pitch voice. (This sounds like something my bestie would do:)