Um, Erin posted some really groovy things about yours truly, and as I was sitting there, eyes watered, muttering "holy monkey", I decided to write a tribute to my soul mate, Erin.
My love is deeper that the river, whatever that means. I mean if you think about it, how is love deep? I would wal though the lowest valleys, because going downhill is easy. You're beauty is comparable to a flower. Most people say something to that effect, but I am really not into flowers much, but other people think they're great. In my opinion, jello is beautiful. The way it shimmy and shakes. Mmmmm, shakes. I want to be with you forever. By that, I mean as long as I live, because both of us living forever is physically impossible. The longest human age recorded is that of Methusalah. I don't think either of our names is Methusalah. I hope we can survive through thick and thin, but then again, I think you detest bologna. I love you more than meat. As a great thinker of our time once said "All you need is love, love is all you need. Love. Love. Love." Another one said "I did not have sexual relations with that woman." I do not know why people think he's great. I lobg for your touch. I long for you to touch me. I long to hold you, because you feel good. You remind me of my pooh bears that I used to have, except they only wore red shirts. You usually wear more than that. I love potatoes. So when I say I compare my love for you to a potato, its a compliment. The sky is the limit for our love. Emotions run strong, almost 2 horsepower I think. I love how I can call you "Ernie" without being totally mauled. I love how I can make fun of you without being totally mauled. When you kick me, I see that as a quick opportunity for you to touch my butt, even if its with your foot. I wish you loved monkeys as much as I do. Your obession with penguins and potatoes makes me feel somewhat uneasy. I once told you that I love you, and I still mean it to this day. I love how we can tell each other anything. You're better than the old ratty paper journal I used to have that I had to burn for reasons I refuse to disclose. The Bible has many verses about love that I like. Love is patient. I will wait at least two years of you leaving. Then I am sure it will turn into 6 years, and I will be waiting by these darn railroad tracks, probably surrounded by stray cats. I will wait though. Love is blind, but I do not need to be blind, unless it was brought upon by your overwhelming beauty. I wish I were as romantic as you, but maybe thats a good thing, or else wed both be crying all the time. I love the fun we have together. Playing pool, text twist, watching movies, and playing mancala, because its the only game you can beat me at. Your face is cute, especially when you wrinkle it up, mostly when I touch your nosey. Last, but not least, being my hottie boom bottie with the naughty pilates, you sure have the hottest bod I have ever seen on anyone I know. I can wait for marriage, for obvious reasons. I consider my self an "erinologist" wanting to study every inch of you.
BY the by, I love you more than Vault.
I hope youre not drowning in tears....I hate being sappy like this, so thats why I don't do it often.
I love you sweetie!